[Alistair nods eagerly, more than a little excited to see what she can do if not magic. Or flying. Which is almost a shame but maybe she can do something just as good.]
Trust me, if I ever tried to raise a mob I'd be the one who'd end up getting run out of town - or crazy-land - by it instead.
[He's sure that he's just that bad a leading people, no matter the goal. But she is asking seriously and if the mutants she talks about are even a little bit like mages then it makes sense she's wary. Most people in Ferelden are nervous around magic and mistrustful of mages, even when they're trying to help. His expression turns earnest and (briefly) serious.]
But I promise. I'm not going to hurt you. [He pauses then adds-] Unless you start cackling madly and trying to turn me into a frog. Then I'll feel justified in fighting back but only because I'm too charming to be a frog. OK?
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Trust me, if I ever tried to raise a mob I'd be the one who'd end up getting run out of town - or crazy-land - by it instead.
[He's sure that he's just that bad a leading people, no matter the goal. But she is asking seriously and if the mutants she talks about are even a little bit like mages then it makes sense she's wary. Most people in Ferelden are nervous around magic and mistrustful of mages, even when they're trying to help. His expression turns earnest and (briefly) serious.]
But I promise. I'm not going to hurt you. [He pauses then adds-] Unless you start cackling madly and trying to turn me into a frog. Then I'll feel justified in fighting back but only because I'm too charming to be a frog. OK?