[And he had picked him. A bit of color found its way too his cheeks, between that and the flattery, he was getting a little bashful. No one had said such a thing to him before and he wasn't even certain how to respond. There was a pleasant feeling in his stomach, a warmth that melted and made it easier to relax. This felt strangely backwards, he was the one that was supposed to make Solas feel good, not the other way around.

He laughed.]

You are very kind to say so, but aside from what I have been taught to please, I'm afraid I truly am not good at much else.