[The little girl buries her head back into her brother’s leg.
Solas addresses Finn, tone clipped and clearly irritated. He dispenses with empty phrases: he judges Finn to be a boy concerned with practical matters, such as attending to his request, and removing Iramaat from their presence.]
We will reconvene with you here towards the close of the day.
[He licks his lips, doesn’t meet their eyes, and nods once, slowly. “Alright.”
Solas nods back, and without further ado retakes to the road. He waits for Iramaat to join him before they can walk into the slum proper together. He watches her narrowly as he does.
Spirits with malicious twists such as hers are troublesome and capricious to deal with. He does not know how much of what she’s said is really empty fun, or if there is actual danger to that smile glinting like a blade – but he dislikes it either way. It's changed little, however, other than informing his better understanding of her. They have a purpose to fulfil, here. That is important, for elves of natures such as theirs.]
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Solas addresses Finn, tone clipped and clearly irritated. He dispenses with empty phrases: he judges Finn to be a boy concerned with practical matters, such as attending to his request, and removing Iramaat from their presence.]
We will reconvene with you here towards the close of the day.
[He licks his lips, doesn’t meet their eyes, and nods once, slowly. “Alright.”
Solas nods back, and without further ado retakes to the road. He waits for Iramaat to join him before they can walk into the slum proper together. He watches her narrowly as he does.
Spirits with malicious twists such as hers are troublesome and capricious to deal with. He does not know how much of what she’s said is really empty fun, or if there is actual danger to that smile glinting like a blade – but he dislikes it either way. It's changed little, however, other than informing his better understanding of her. They have a purpose to fulfil, here. That is important, for elves of natures such as theirs.]