A senior Warden reduced to this: jumping at shadows, in constant need of reassurance that there's nothing lurking in the dark. A coward so scared of everything that he can't even turn his back on an empty room. He's so furious, for an instant -- at the Inquisitor, at Hawke, at the entirety of Weisshaupt for being so damned blind -- and then it's gone, like a candle guttered in a sharp breeze.
"You should sleep."
That's why he's keeping watch. So Cullen can rest.
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A senior Warden reduced to this: jumping at shadows, in constant need of reassurance that there's nothing lurking in the dark. A coward so scared of everything that he can't even turn his back on an empty room. He's so furious, for an instant -- at the Inquisitor, at Hawke, at the entirety of Weisshaupt for being so damned blind -- and then it's gone, like a candle guttered in a sharp breeze.
"You should sleep."
That's why he's keeping watch. So Cullen can rest.