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Cole: You and Krem say words that hurt. But they aren’t real, the Iron Bull.
Iron Bull: Yes, we give each other grief. It’s a soldier thing. Doesn’t mean anything.
Cole: It means… friendship. And that you’re soldiers. Krem likes it, it makes him proud.
Iron Bull: I guess I can see that. Him, huh?
Cole: Is that wrong?
Iron Bull: No, no. I just thought since you do that thing where you see into people’s heads… Actually, you’re good, kid. Keep it up.
Cole: The armour is right. The body isn’t. But it doesn’t hurt him any more. You make it better.This is such an awesome bit of writing