Vivienne taking the Inquisitor to her seamstress for their ball attire (”You must think very little of me if you believe I would let you take even one step in that horrifying pantsuit, darling”)
Vivienne teaching the Inquisitor how to dance (“No, my dear. The left foot lands forward. Let me show you.”)
Vivienne sitting silently by the Inquisitor after a rough day and simply holding their hand
Vivienne (ノ´ヮ´)ノ*:・゚✧








