[ She doesn't want to. She thinks of Dorian and of Mystique, of people who could be hurt even if he doesn't intend it, if only because the mansion's magic can change what people see. The fear of it twists at her stomach and, for a moment, she holds her ground, peering at the ex-templar with a sharp and calculating gaze. ]
If I have it on your honor that you won't go attacking the people here without cause. [ Robyn says, finally. Oren pants heavily, looking between his master and the other, bigger Ferelden. ]
no subject
If I have it on your honor that you won't go attacking the people here without cause. [ Robyn says, finally. Oren pants heavily, looking between his master and the other, bigger Ferelden. ]