❝ ---- THIS ISN’T NECESSARY, ❞ & his voice creaks in the midst of his words, seemingly petrified of whatever was about to unfold. being hoisted about with the ease that this one had was unsettling, to say the least, especially when reason dictates ( his reason, anyway, ) that it should be nigh impossible. hawke dreads it, whenever it happens. which seems to be increasingly.
❝ i don’t like it. i’m not that injured. you don’t need to --- ❞ but it’s too late, maker save him, he’s swept up and he clings desperately to his battleaxe. unsure of where else to put his hands in such a ... situation. every atom of hawkes being screams in protest, his cheeks go a flush red and blood from a small head wound trails through the lines of his frown. ❝ this is very undignified, elf.❞
@edhelgund said: LIFTS HIM UP AND CARRIES HIM BRIDAL STYLE