[ he lifts his cup to take a sip, but pauses at the mention of cole, expression softening fondly. ] .. I'm fond of Cole, as well.
[ it's safe to allow himself that, and cole's easy to care for, still spirit enough that he doesn't always understand what he senses inside solas-- or feel obliged to share it with others the way someone else might.
and he's seen solas, seen inside his heart, and he still.. wants to help him. wants to fix what's been broken so long that solas himself wouldn't know how to begin picking up the pieces. ] He worries about us all, I suppose. [ he takes a sip of his tea finally, letting the familiar, unpleasant bitterness ground him.
he lowers the cup once more, his faint smile a subdued echo of beleth's. ] You can report back to him that you were successful, I think. [ he nods to the chair she's ignoring, then, brows lifting pointedly. ] You've been busy lately, it seems.
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[ it's safe to allow himself that, and cole's easy to care for, still spirit enough that he doesn't always understand what he senses inside solas-- or feel obliged to share it with others the way someone else might.
and he's seen solas, seen inside his heart, and he still.. wants to help him. wants to fix what's been broken so long that solas himself wouldn't know how to begin picking up the pieces. ] He worries about us all, I suppose. [ he takes a sip of his tea finally, letting the familiar, unpleasant bitterness ground him.
he lowers the cup once more, his faint smile a subdued echo of beleth's. ] You can report back to him that you were successful, I think. [ he nods to the chair she's ignoring, then, brows lifting pointedly. ] You've been busy lately, it seems.