having just returned from a mission of her own, mairi strode into skyhold and promptly sat herself on whichever end of a table had the least people gathering. once there, she began to care for a mild wound on her arm with the bandages she carried. when she noticed a masked woman nearby, it dawned on her that perhaps her etiquette needed some reworking, and though she couldn’t know for certain the thoughts of another; maybe not everyone was keen to watch her bandage a wound. how her mother would have scolded her for this behavior. how josephine would, had she been in the room. it was time to work on her manners.
covering the gash, she nodded at the woman. ❝ does this... bother you, or anything? ❞
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