The grief never left, but Compassion had dulled it, and that was enough.
Nadja shook her head. "I admit, if I had heard a lowlander sing such a
song, my curiosity would have been much the same." Had it been Hope's...
the jealousy might have been just as strong. Not that she would admit that
to herself, of course. Not that she could.
"Yes, I suppose I am now of Skyhold, too," She mused lowly. "Though I am
not sure I could call it my hold. It is... not the same. And while they
have been kind, there is always an adjustment." She said as if she knew -
as if this wasn't her first real time among people that were such strangers
to everything she knew.
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The grief never left, but Compassion had dulled it, and that was enough.
Nadja shook her head. "I admit, if I had heard a lowlander sing such a song, my curiosity would have been much the same." Had it been Hope's... the jealousy might have been just as strong. Not that she would admit that to herself, of course. Not that she could.
"Yes, I suppose I am now of Skyhold, too," She mused lowly. "Though I am not sure I could call it my hold. It is... not the same. And while they have been kind, there is always an adjustment." She said as if she knew - as if this wasn't her first real time among people that were such strangers to everything she knew.