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@thilfonir-lavellan asked “You’re staring like you’ve never seen a Dalish elf before.”
Sun knew that she had the very bad habit of just staring at people. Her eyes boring into someone, unblinking and very unsettling.
That didn't mean she did it on purpose. Honestly half the time she didn't even realize she was doing it.
She should probably apologize.
"Apologies. That was not my intention."
|| @thilfonir-lavellan asked: "stay with me, okay? stay awake." + reverse
He trusts his men to hold back the demons and red templars that are attempting to press forward, they've proved themselves time and time again in both training and the field that they are more than competent. They don't need him standing at their backs, and the Inquisitor takes the priority.
He's hauled the man rather unceremoniously behind one of the many stone ruins that litter the otherwise sparse terrain. It's not much, but it's land they're trying to take back before the creatures from the rift spill further, into parts more inhabited than just their camp.
"Stay with me, okay?" he urges, pushing Thilfonir carefully to lean back against the stone. He bites at the tip of his glove, tugging it from his hand so he can ghost careful fingers over his head, feeling for the wound his hair hides. "Stay awake. Trust our forces for a moment longer, they'll have the enemy cleared soon. I know it's rather tempting to try for a nap when your head's taken such a battering, but keep those eyes open until we can get our hands on a healer."
We have the following friends! Alaric by @quiisquiliae Thilfonir by @thilfonir-lavellan and Oriinthel by @luna-mxth
I have additional friends to post but my hand is cramping so they will need to wait till after work!
|| @thilfonir-lavellan liked for a starter
Cullen knows it needs to be addressed at some point. The Herald is short with him, near scared of him, and whilst he hardly blames the mage for it he still worries that it may lead to mistakes. Unintentional ones, perhaps, but it seems Thilfonir can barely stay in the same room as him for more than a handful of minutes and he'd rather avoid any miscommunications where possible, especially with so much at stake.
He still drags his feet about it. It's not a conversation he particularly wants to have either, and the how of it all gives him pause to. Simply cornering the elf will hardly help anything, and he can't linger past meetings because Thilfonir seems to take his leave strategically with either Joesphine or Leliana.
His chance comes unexpectedly with a war table meeting that Leliana had no intention of attending and Josephine had to excuse herself from. Without the buffer of others their exchanges are even more stilted, and eventually Cullen tires of it enough to stray from the discussion of his soldiers requisition requirements.
"I'm no longer with the Order," he informs him. "I'm not certain just what it is you think I'm going to do to you, but whatever it is it's highly unlikely."
