It's the Sun (KCRW Morning Becomes Electric Version) by The Polyphonic Spree

Hope has come, you are safe
And it makes me cry
Because I'm on my way
On my way
On my way
Hey, it's the sun, and it makes me shine

There were few sunny days in most of Ferelden. It surprised Shale that there could be anything to miss about Honnleath, but she had grown accustomed to the sun.

Today was a sunny day. She trudged at the end of the line, the bulwark against surprise attacks from the rear. Sten walked with her. He began to sweat. He took off his shirt. Shale did not recognize what was happening to her. The sun slid over his skin, highlighting each droplet of moisture as it glistened on his impressive musculature.

"You are a magnificent warrior," Shale blurted, without thinking.

Sten's pleasure was obvious. "I am proud to be given such a compliment by one such as yourself."

Shale's crystals brightened. Sten looked concerned.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes. Yes, I am perfectly fine." she responded flatly. She looked ahead. "Isn't it disgusting how it allows the other to touch it with all those squishy bits," she growled.

Sten shrugged. "They are foolish creatures. They do not understand that true love is based on mutual respect and surety of purpose."

Sten continued to speak of Qunari ideas of love, but Shale wasn't listening. She was distracted by a pigeon.