@whisperhound from here
Solas had expected deflection and irritation at his question. Lavellan's attempts at hiding it almost earn her a chuckle of amusement, even. For her sake, he lets the obvious non-answer go. " Not all of us are running about killing demons and closing Fade rifts all day and night , Inquisitor . " He retorts instead, walking around so he can lean against the table she had been working at. A polite attempt at getting her full attention.
" I am not saying this out of concern for your well being - not entirely . What are we to do if you collapse from exhaustion mid fight ? Fight an endless onslaught of demons while we wait for you to catch up on your nap ? " He continues. He hopes she would be more willing to heed his advice if he frames it this way, for the benefit of others, rather than herself. " Take a break , Inquisitor . The world will still be on the verge of imploding in on itself when you wake up . "
He leans back again. His hands coming to rest behind his back. " After all , dreaming can be useful too . A skill to be practiced . " He says. There is only a slight air of smug superiority that accompanies it.
