"I would be sad, if you stayed away permanently." She replies, craning her neck to peer curiously at his pack as he went through it. "She really would miss you, you know. I can tell." That's a lie, Beleth is closer with the halla than she is her own mother. She has no idea how the woman feels on anything, even when the woman states it clearly, because just like Beleth, what she says is not always what it looks like on the surface. But it sounded nice to say, and Beleth felt like it was something that ought to be said.
"Kirkwall--Gavin, that place is a hornet's nest! I can't believe you went there, you're lucky the templars didn't just kill you on the off chance you might be an apostate! And--Ferelden, really?" She frowned at that, fussing turning into genuine concern. He'd been gone two months--If he'd managed to get to Ferelden, it could have been well over a year. "Gavin, that really is too far." Her voice was reproachful, sighing even as she reached to take his present. "I know you wander, but Ferelden is..."
Her words drifted off, never to be finished as he unwraps the gift. Instead, disapproval turned into surprise, to see something so fine, so beautiful. She took it with careful hands, afraid that her rough fingers could ruin something so fine. "Oh, Gavin. This is beautiful. Are you sure I can have it?" She wasn't sure what she would do with such a thing, for she was no actor. But it was a rare thing for her, to possess something that had no purpose but to be beautiful. "You're too kind."
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29/9/15 08:04 (UTC)"Kirkwall--Gavin, that place is a hornet's nest! I can't believe you went there, you're lucky the templars didn't just kill you on the off chance you might be an apostate! And--Ferelden, really?" She frowned at that, fussing turning into genuine concern. He'd been gone two months--If he'd managed to get to Ferelden, it could have been well over a year. "Gavin, that really is too far." Her voice was reproachful, sighing even as she reached to take his present. "I know you wander, but Ferelden is..."
Her words drifted off, never to be finished as he unwraps the gift. Instead, disapproval turned into surprise, to see something so fine, so beautiful. She took it with careful hands, afraid that her rough fingers could ruin something so fine. "Oh, Gavin. This is beautiful. Are you sure I can have it?" She wasn't sure what she would do with such a thing, for she was no actor. But it was a rare thing for her, to possess something that had no purpose but to be beautiful. "You're too kind."