[ who intimidates you the most in the inquisition? who disappoints you the most? and who do you admire the most? ]
RELATIONSHIP ASKS | always accepting
“My safety here depends upon the good graces of the Lady Seeker and Sister Nightingale. Given the circumstances, I cannot fault the former for her suspicion, thankfully Leliana was more accommodating, albeit more scrutinising in her questions.” Cassandra was focused upon the how, what methods he used to slow the mark consuming their prisoner, how he intended to solve their dilemma. The truth could wait. Leliana looked back, prying with questions of a time so long ago he forgets the answers for himself. He remembered it in that moment as his finger fell upon the map of the land she called Thedas, outlining the place he had once called home. “I answered honestly, even when it was not wise. For now, our occupation with Corypheus is my saving grace, but it is unnerving knowing my future here lives and dies by her.”
“Everyone has their moments, but I suppose that is to be expected.” Cole is the sole exception, although even he is not immune to upsetting him. The question he asked as the fallout from Adamant settled at last still haunts him, the extent of Cole’s trust in him laid bare in the request unnerves him. “Sera manages more often than most. She is clever, and possesses a keener sense of justice than most, but she lashes out without purpose. If I believed it was a death by a thousand cuts, I might approve, but...” He trails off, eyes falling to the floor, then up again. “I tell myself she is young, even by this world’s standards. There is time for her to learn, and she had already learned more than most— myself included, at her age.”
“It is not easy leaving everything you knew behind. You ask yourself whether you are the failed or the failure, a gnawing question which eats away at you when you lay your head to rest. Iron Bull has shouldered the burden gracefully, although there is no question he harbours doubts I am not privy to.” When he pauses, one can almost see the pieces moving in the black of his eyes. Knight to H4. “Whatever doubts lie in his heart, he has long since laid mine to rest.”
