Ugh. [Nugs. He'd never understood how Leliana could keep them as pets. With their creepy little hands and- Ugh.]
The Divine. Leliana. [Nope, repeating it doesn't make it any easier to believe. Leliana. The Divine. Oh, she was devout, there was no denying that. But she also thought she'd received visions from the Maker..... She had to be deluding herself about that. Just because she became the Divine didn't make it less crazy. And Leliana was, well, Leliana. She talked to Shale about shoes and complained about his cooking. She wasn't the Divine.] That's going to take me ten years just to get used to.
[Well there went all his dreams. Although he would pay to see a bear treating the man like one its cubs.] I bet he found that hard to bear. Must have made him fur-ious. Roaring mad. [Brennan can't give him an invitation like that and not expect him to take it.
Alas, other topics are less entertaining. Alistair studies the mark - the Anchor as it's apparently called - cautiously, leaning back in to get a better look. He trusts Brennan enough to believe the man wouldn't stick a dangerous.... thing in his face, despite what he has to say about what it would do to him.]
Does it still hurt? [His gaze flicks up to Brennan's face worriedly.] ....Do you think it could start up again here?
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The Divine. Leliana. [Nope, repeating it doesn't make it any easier to believe. Leliana. The Divine. Oh, she was devout, there was no denying that. But she also thought she'd received visions from the Maker..... She had to be deluding herself about that. Just because she became the Divine didn't make it less crazy. And Leliana was, well, Leliana. She talked to Shale about shoes and complained about his cooking. She wasn't the Divine.] That's going to take me ten years just to get used to.
[Well there went all his dreams. Although he would pay to see a bear treating the man like one its cubs.] I bet he found that hard to bear. Must have made him fur-ious. Roaring mad. [Brennan can't give him an invitation like that and not expect him to take it.
Alas, other topics are less entertaining. Alistair studies the mark - the Anchor as it's apparently called - cautiously, leaning back in to get a better look. He trusts Brennan enough to believe the man wouldn't stick a dangerous.... thing in his face, despite what he has to say about what it would do to him.]
Does it still hurt? [His gaze flicks up to Brennan's face worriedly.] ....Do you think it could start up again here?