[Francel’s harried, nervous manner is a contrast to the times they’ve met before. Solas does not feel slighted: he is the one imposing, after all. His own greeting is calm, and sincerely warm.]
Francel.
[Long ago, when he was at a comparable stage of his life to Francel, he had been exceptionally foolish, moody: possessed of a combustible temper, and prone to melancholic fits. Experience had not yet earned him perspective and patience.
He understands it now as the common affliction of sensitive, intelligent young men. Francel is certainly not cast from the same mould as he (thankfully), but if Francel’s youthful, changeable moods are sometimes master of him rather than vice versa – he empathises. It’s soothing to see something familiar in another.
Obligingly, hands folded before him, he follows Aymeric’s direction, into the sitting-room and into the conversation both.]
More palatable to the cityfolk, no less. [Lightly in tone, but not exactly mincing words,] We will all need to comport ourselves well enough to notice when we may be treading on the toes of our hosts.
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Francel.
[Long ago, when he was at a comparable stage of his life to Francel, he had been exceptionally foolish, moody: possessed of a combustible temper, and prone to melancholic fits. Experience had not yet earned him perspective and patience.
He understands it now as the common affliction of sensitive, intelligent young men. Francel is certainly not cast from the same mould as he (thankfully), but if Francel’s youthful, changeable moods are sometimes master of him rather than vice versa – he empathises. It’s soothing to see something familiar in another.
Obligingly, hands folded before him, he follows Aymeric’s direction, into the sitting-room and into the conversation both.]
More palatable to the cityfolk, no less. [Lightly in tone, but not exactly mincing words,] We will all need to comport ourselves well enough to notice when we may be treading on the toes of our hosts.