She's barefoot. And she may, at the moment, be fighting the urge to dig her toes into the dirt to hide them from view.
For some reason.
"It's -- not actually me you have to worry about. You do know that, right? My Clan is -- protective. I can't say they don't have reason to be, given. Well."
Well, indeed.
"Nightmares. But those are mostly gone. I'm as safe as any Dalish could be, and safer by far than a mage alone. I'm well. I'm happy. I have respect, and I have learning, and I have the opportunity to live unbounded by walls and with a new view every fortnight or so. I might hope you have the same, but it seems you're going back to -- well. If it makes you happy, that's as best as can be hoped for."
Her tongue flicks out to moisten her lips, and she swallows, clearing any dryness in her throat.
"Honestly. By the Dread Wolf, Cullen, just eat a damned piece of jerky and then be on your way. It's safest."
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"You're staring at my toes."
She's barefoot. And she may, at the moment, be fighting the urge to dig her toes into the dirt to hide them from view.
For some reason.
"It's -- not actually me you have to worry about. You do know that, right? My Clan is -- protective. I can't say they don't have reason to be, given. Well."
Well, indeed.
"Nightmares. But those are mostly gone. I'm as safe as any Dalish could be, and safer by far than a mage alone. I'm well. I'm happy. I have respect, and I have learning, and I have the opportunity to live unbounded by walls and with a new view every fortnight or so. I might hope you have the same, but it seems you're going back to -- well. If it makes you happy, that's as best as can be hoped for."
Her tongue flicks out to moisten her lips, and she swallows, clearing any dryness in her throat.
"Honestly. By the Dread Wolf, Cullen, just eat a damned piece of jerky and then be on your way. It's safest."