"Cousland and I still talk about her work." Quiet. "Trying to find a cure for the Calling. She's...more vague about it than she used to be. But I've known her long enough to read what she isn't saying."
Chin atop Cullen's head, Alistair watches the far wall.
"She's exploring darker roads. Blood magic, possibly. Or -- not quite blood magic, but close. Older." The cold sinks deeper into his stomach as he works to get the words out. "If that were the only way to stop the Calling, and I took it, would you ever be able to look at me again?"
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"Cousland and I still talk about her work." Quiet. "Trying to find a cure for the Calling. She's...more vague about it than she used to be. But I've known her long enough to read what she isn't saying."
Chin atop Cullen's head, Alistair watches the far wall.
"She's exploring darker roads. Blood magic, possibly. Or -- not quite blood magic, but close. Older." The cold sinks deeper into his stomach as he works to get the words out. "If that were the only way to stop the Calling, and I took it, would you ever be able to look at me again?"