Flutiebear: Rambling My Way Through Thedas

I mean, look at this kid. Look at him.

He’s mathematically gifted, but artistically adrift. An innate tactical genius, who fills supersoakers full of Borax and knows the only way to escape a charging moose is to duck and swerve. (For that matter, he actually runs faster than Sam — who is himself a runner — even while holding a heavy rock tablet.) He’s vegan, displaying a strong sense of responsibility to those weaker than him. Oh, and he picks locks, and has great taste in blazers, and he loves his obnoxious mom, and he’s so full of a lifetime’s worth of responsibility, and fear, and courage, and cleverness that I just want to reach into the tv set and squish him forever. I mean:

“I just want to be the first Asian-American president of the United States.”

Why? Why does anyone that young want to be president? Because he wants to be a leader. An inspiration. A hero. Goddammit, Kevin Tran is the best damn thing to hit this show since Jody Mills.

Oh, and did you know that Osric Chau actually recorded a post-Season 7 diary from Kevin’s point of view and uploaded it to Youtube?

Because Osric Chau is awesome.