“Why are you on the floor?” (regin to solas)
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The question had yet to fully leave the Inquisitor's lips before Solas shot upright. Palm pushing against the stone floor to steady himself, a wince of something unpleasant from the too-quick motion sprained across his face.
He let out a soft hiss in his breath before he could answer "Ir abelas. I was..." It was with some effort that he braced himself against the lounge to pull back to his feet. "... My back has been troubling me after our last excursion. I was trying... something new." He rolled his shoulders, holding back another wince at the twinge he felt attacking his lower spine.
"Nothing to worry over." He added, pre-emptively.