[ He lets her have her moment of desperation, being her silent anchor as she needs. He wonders how her version of him would handle this- if there's something he should do that he's missed because their timelines are just a bit skewed. That thought gets pushed immediately to the back of his head. He can't keep thinking that or it's going to drive him insane.. Dorian is here now and that's what matters. He may not truly know her relationship with him, but maybe this is a step closer. She trusts him enough to have a moment of weakness in front of him, and that's incredibly humbling in itself.
She grasps at his hand, her head pillowed on his thigh. Tan fingers find their way into her hair, carding through her soft locks and dragging against her scalp lightly. He didn't know how much he needed to see her smile until she gets that fond look on her face. ]
No, it's not at all.. [ Suffering is the native sound of Thedas and right now, he feels it. His heart squeezes almost painfully in his chest. What is it about the Dalish Inquisitors that they feel the need to wound him in the best ways? Her thumb strokes over his knuckles and his heart swells. ]
That sentiment will depend entirely upon who you talk to.
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Date: 2017-11-20 09:43 pm (UTC)From:She grasps at his hand, her head pillowed on his thigh. Tan fingers find their way into her hair, carding through her soft locks and dragging against her scalp lightly. He didn't know how much he needed to see her smile until she gets that fond look on her face. ]
No, it's not at all.. [ Suffering is the native sound of Thedas and right now, he feels it. His heart squeezes almost painfully in his chest. What is it about the Dalish Inquisitors that they feel the need to wound him in the best ways? Her thumb strokes over his knuckles and his heart swells. ]
That sentiment will depend entirely upon who you talk to.