"I want you to tell me everything," says Alistair with a soft laugh. It's faintly self-deprecating, like he's asking Cullen to bring him a bouquet of phoenix feathers: something ridiculous. Insurmountable. "About all this."
He knows Cullen won't. But there's no harm in wishing.
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"I want you to tell me everything," says Alistair with a soft laugh. It's faintly self-deprecating, like he's asking Cullen to bring him a bouquet of phoenix feathers: something ridiculous. Insurmountable. "About all this."
He knows Cullen won't. But there's no harm in wishing.