. & * || ROWAN ;
❛ Oh, I wasn’t I mean, I won’t stop you; having Halla around would be nice. ❜
Or at the very least, more like home. Whilst Skyhold was something magnificent, kindred to the castles of fiction and fantastication, his disquiet was nary a cloistered contrivance. When wonderment and allure faded, all that was left had been amassing encumbrance.
❛ And it’d be fun to see the others try to mount them, I’m sure. ❜
Especially since they had a propensity to run from humans; from anyone whose gaits beheld little softness as they accost. And yet they never construed qualms when Dalish laid their tainted hands upon them.
❛ I hope you don’t plan on bringing Solas, Inquisitor. I’m pretty good at tuning people out, though I can’t imagine that the Keeper is. ❜
❛ I’m not saying that he’d try to start an argument, but…well–maybe that is what I’m saying. ❜
She offers subtle nod in way of silent agreement, the thought of watching any of their inner circle run about, chasing after sacred creatures and fumbling in their attempts to ride them a somewhat humorous one; if not for Rowan's sake then perhaps for her own would an attempt at securing Halla be made.
❛ Solas... I had not intended to bring him. ❜ 'Tis rare that she asks for his company when heading out, or ever in truth, the man not hated but seen as rather irritating. His love of spirits, tolerable, pleasant on a good day, everything else... She does not hold the same patience that Rowan does. ❛ He would undoubtedly offend someone and that is not my ideal scenario. Varric is far more pleasant. ❜
Pleased little hum follows declaration, clearly delighted at the prospect of bringing the dwarf along in place of the rift mage. ❛ As are you. ❜ An afterthought, a compliment, a promise not to snap his neck any time soon as hand extends to wrap fingers about sleeve of companion's attire, fiddling idly with material.
