[she drums her fingers on the ground, trying to think of what to say.]
I don't know what I think of what you did. I don't have the context, I don't know how much what you're saying about your home is the truth and what someone on the other side of things might say. I tend to be skeptical of anyone telling me that they caused a great death of death and destruction for good reason.
But he's from the same place as you are. He has the context. And I don't - I don't know. This is everything to you. I know that after two weeks. It's what you've dedicated all of yourself to. He found it right to kill you over it, so he must disagree with what you did, but he still wants to date you? What is that.
The way he talks about it, he's always grumbling to everyone about how you caused problems like you're a naughty pet. If he doesn't agree with you, he could at least do you the consideration of taking the things that are important to you seriously.
[she's just really thinking about herself. part of why she became so attached to the people she traveled with. she knows they didn't like shar. but they still let her do the gauntlet, they still understood her priorities.]
If you think you were right, why care about his opinion on it when he doesn't care about yours?
[ he knows he's ... unbalanced. paranoid. even sometimes delusional. hawke has always felt like the counterbalance to the worst of it - a reason to fight back, to keep control.
but it's true, he is a bit of a pet. a chained attack dog. fereldens do love their mabari. but when the leash is tight enough, dogs will either submit or remember they are wolves. ]
Everyone cares about his opinion. He is the Champion. The one bright light in Kirkwall. And I am a possessed apostate who lives in Darktown, howling at the moon.
[ which doesn't give off its own light by the way it reflects the sun ]
Having people who will challenge you when your judgment is poor is irritating, but probably a good thing, generally. No argument there.
[all she's really saying here is that if he truly believed anders was so far gone that he needed to be put down like a rabid dog, then it's weird that he still tried to fuck him.]
I wasn't there, in Kirkwall, so I don't see it that way. [he's not so special.] But... I know what we saw wasn't the best side of him, either.
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[ he did like. kill a lot of people. and not just chantry sisters. ]
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[she drums her fingers on the ground, trying to think of what to say.]
I don't know what I think of what you did. I don't have the context, I don't know how much what you're saying about your home is the truth and what someone on the other side of things might say. I tend to be skeptical of anyone telling me that they caused a great death of death and destruction for good reason.
But he's from the same place as you are. He has the context. And I don't - I don't know. This is everything to you. I know that after two weeks. It's what you've dedicated all of yourself to. He found it right to kill you over it, so he must disagree with what you did, but he still wants to date you? What is that.
The way he talks about it, he's always grumbling to everyone about how you caused problems like you're a naughty pet. If he doesn't agree with you, he could at least do you the consideration of taking the things that are important to you seriously.
[she's just really thinking about herself. part of why she became so attached to the people she traveled with. she knows they didn't like shar. but they still let her do the gauntlet, they still understood her priorities.]
If you think you were right, why care about his opinion on it when he doesn't care about yours?
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[ he knows he's ... unbalanced. paranoid. even sometimes delusional. hawke has always felt like the counterbalance to the worst of it - a reason to fight back, to keep control.
but it's true, he is a bit of a pet. a chained attack dog. fereldens do love their mabari. but when the leash is tight enough, dogs will either submit or remember they are wolves. ]
Everyone cares about his opinion. He is the Champion. The one bright light in Kirkwall. And I am a possessed apostate who lives in Darktown, howling at the moon.
[ which doesn't give off its own light by the way it reflects the sun ]
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[all she's really saying here is that if he truly believed anders was so far gone that he needed to be put down like a rabid dog, then it's weird that he still tried to fuck him.]
I wasn't there, in Kirkwall, so I don't see it that way. [he's not so special.] But... I know what we saw wasn't the best side of him, either.