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[gatheringstorm]

[Now, how can Korrin's mood possibly remain so tempestuous in the face of such affection? Truthfully, it can't. That she's had her moment to vent definitely helps, as that was very much needed, but it's the sensation of Araceli's gentle lips against her skin that bring forth some much-needed calm. Were she less exhausted, the Vashoth woman would marvel at how Araceli has this effect on her. As it is, she's just grateful. There's a soft sigh from her as she gives the tiny rifter woman a gentle squeeze, then she chuckles--a sound she didn't expect to make so soon.]

You and this effect you have on me, kadan. I had the perfect storm of a mood going, and you just had to go and utterly ruin it. That's a rare gift, and one I'll treasure. I wish I could say that it'll never be needed, but...this place has a way of getting to me, sometimes. It's rarely that bad, though.

[Anders just hits a lot of her buttons in the worst way, as she's made abundantly clear by now.]

But you're right; given enough time, it might be that the issue resolves itself before long. Now that people know who he is, what he is, that scrutiny might make him crack. I still don't like it, it's risky given what he is, but it's out of my hands. That's something I'll have to accept, as much as I hate it.

[Reaching up with a free hand, she gently tucks back some of Araceli's curls before running the back of her fingers along the side of her cheek.]

You have such patience, kadan. I know it'll never be my forte, but I admire it in you all the same.

[foxsays]

[If this were home, there would be six young women in a bed, or possibly seven were they in the royal wing with Leandra.]

Some storms can be reasoned with, or sometimes you simply need to navigate your way through the eye of them. Worse will come that we simply have to weather, but I understand what you mean. Why do you think I take the rooftops places? I can avoid much of the chatter that would drive me to distraction, even the tavern hasn't been worth going to for gambling lately.

[Everyone is on edge, that seldom makes it a worthwhile night, when tempers are already frayed.]

We don't know if there were any terms given to the Wardens that aren't being made public either, given that it has a reputation for secrecy it might have asked that that remain the case with this too.

[But she does snort, because patient isn't always a good way to describe her but there are certain luxuries afforded to her at home that she doesn't have here. Or doesn't allow herself to have; how can she trust that the actions of one aren't going to impact on the others?]

If my mother could hear you say such things. Sometimes you have to make yourself wait, a thief knows that, if you don't want to land yourself in trouble.

[gatheringstorm]

Sometimes trouble can be fun...but not the sort this mess would attract. [Censure, imprisonment, whatever else...no, Korrin needs her freedom and needs the outlet that freedom provides. Otherwise, Anders' fate would eat away at her even more than it does now.]

...that's a fair point, about secret terms. I hate the thought; what Anders did was public enough, everything about him should be made public as well. But if the Grey Wardens have a hard-on for anything, it's keeping their secrets close. Nevermind that their secrets could affect the rest of us, especially in this case.

[She huffs at that, shaking her head.]

Would that I had your skill with climbing...and the body type for it. The most I can manage is Fade Step, and that isn't vertical. The thought of rushing around with you in my arms is oddly calming, though. [Sliding around on the ice, under titsicles...it was the best part of Emprise du Lion.]