That's the worst sort of wound, twisting what's loved to be used against them. Hell, it already feels like that and I'm not arrogant enough to think the Qunari were after me personally. But they sure as shit won't care what happens to any bas that get in the way. Especially a saarebas.
[She huffs and tries to keep down a little more food, going much more slowly and sparsely than usual.]
I like that running the rooftop idea, though. As long as I keep moving, keep active, it helps. And it'll keep me distracted from doing something stupid. [Which she can't promise won't happen if she's left idle or alone with her own thoughts for long. Iron shackles, indeed.]
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That's the worst sort of wound, twisting what's loved to be used against them. Hell, it already feels like that and I'm not arrogant enough to think the Qunari were after me personally. But they sure as shit won't care what happens to any bas that get in the way. Especially a saarebas.
[She huffs and tries to keep down a little more food, going much more slowly and sparsely than usual.]
I like that running the rooftop idea, though. As long as I keep moving, keep active, it helps. And it'll keep me distracted from doing something stupid. [Which she can't promise won't happen if she's left idle or alone with her own thoughts for long. Iron shackles, indeed.]