Why would everyone be shouting at you? [ She pauses, still smiling, though not quite laughing, as if it exists now only as an echo on her face. It seems strange to her, somehow, the way he'd worded it. It was probably nothing, but she thinks of them more as laughing at his jokes and general Alistair-ness, affectionately, of course (for those who laughed). Aside from Morrigan, Sten, and Shale, who found little to nothing to be funny, the others all seemed to like the other Warden. She certainly has a hard time imagining any of them shouting at him.
Maybe she's thinking too much into it. ]
I'm not sure. I think you can only get things that could fit in there; a dog may have been the threshold. [ Still, she smiles sideways at him, nudging him now more lightly than before. ] You still ought to try it.
[ Because a griffon would be amazing, and then they could be proper Grey Wardens. ]
Well, he's just a serious person. He expresses his approval in other ways.
[ One way or another. She hasn't figured the qunari out by any means. ]
Did you? Poor thing. [ Now she's grinning again, delighted and entertained. ] If you like, we can play at the whole thing here so that you have your great and terrible battle. Someone can dress as the Archdemon, we can invite all of Wonderland, host a feast that magically appears in the kitchen. Would that be any better? Though, there still wouldn't be any darkspawn... but, I can't bring myself to be very upset about that.
[ It'll be a bad and unfortunate day in Wonderland when they actually need to start doing the work that their order is meant to do.
Finally, they step out into the tenth floor. Not much later, she leads them just outside the chapel she'd mentioned the month prior. ]
I thought you might want to know where you'll be working, Revered Mother. [ Her smile is still playful, but there's something almost thoughtful about it, as if her mind is more elsewhere than it is in their joking from when she'd originally posed the idea. ] And... mm. I thought it might be nice to have somewhere more quiet to go when things get... a little overwhelming. As they do, here. Not that you would need to- not that I would expect you to come here, I mean, I just thought you might... understand.
[ He's seemed to fit right in, though. She hasn't had trouble connecting with the others, either, but it's been more than a little bit of a struggle to come to terms with no one knowing who she is.
Robyn fiddles briefly with the fabric at her sleeve, still lost in thought. ]
... Anyway, if you ever need to clear your head, I thought you should know that it's here.
[ It occurs to her too late that she could have easily just told him about it, rather than leading him all the way up. ]
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Maybe she's thinking too much into it. ]
I'm not sure. I think you can only get things that could fit in there; a dog may have been the threshold. [ Still, she smiles sideways at him, nudging him now more lightly than before. ] You still ought to try it.
[ Because a griffon would be amazing, and then they could be proper Grey Wardens. ]
Well, he's just a serious person. He expresses his approval in other ways.
[ One way or another. She hasn't figured the qunari out by any means. ]
Did you? Poor thing. [ Now she's grinning again, delighted and entertained. ] If you like, we can play at the whole thing here so that you have your great and terrible battle. Someone can dress as the Archdemon, we can invite all of Wonderland, host a feast that magically appears in the kitchen. Would that be any better? Though, there still wouldn't be any darkspawn... but, I can't bring myself to be very upset about that.
[ It'll be a bad and unfortunate day in Wonderland when they actually need to start doing the work that their order is meant to do.
Finally, they step out into the tenth floor. Not much later, she leads them just outside the chapel she'd mentioned the month prior. ]
I thought you might want to know where you'll be working, Revered Mother. [ Her smile is still playful, but there's something almost thoughtful about it, as if her mind is more elsewhere than it is in their joking from when she'd originally posed the idea. ] And... mm. I thought it might be nice to have somewhere more quiet to go when things get... a little overwhelming. As they do, here. Not that you would need to- not that I would expect you to come here, I mean, I just thought you might... understand.
[ He's seemed to fit right in, though. She hasn't had trouble connecting with the others, either, but it's been more than a little bit of a struggle to come to terms with no one knowing who she is.
Robyn fiddles briefly with the fabric at her sleeve, still lost in thought. ]
... Anyway, if you ever need to clear your head, I thought you should know that it's here.
[ It occurs to her too late that she could have easily just told him about it, rather than leading him all the way up. ]