[He can feel it, too. The unraveling. Little traces of their comfort coming home to roost— first of them that touch above Fenris' ear, retreated from, and yet....
Well, it surrenders to something that doesn't feel like a rejection, only equilibrium.]
Done? [Short flex, fingers letting Fenris have the run of the bottle; all yours, darling. No matter what he says, he brought this for his companion. His patient, fête loathing companion who's earned his every drop.] Well now that depends on what you mean by it.
Done circling the golden glories of Orlais' uppermost echelons? Oh yes, darling, tonight has run its course.
Done enjoying myself on the other hand.....
[Ah, now that's a dracolisk of a very different shade. ]
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Well, it surrenders to something that doesn't feel like a rejection, only equilibrium.]
Done? [Short flex, fingers letting Fenris have the run of the bottle; all yours, darling. No matter what he says, he brought this for his companion. His patient, fête loathing companion who's earned his every drop.] Well now that depends on what you mean by it.
Done circling the golden glories of Orlais' uppermost echelons? Oh yes, darling, tonight has run its course.
Done enjoying myself on the other hand.....
[Ah, now that's a dracolisk of a very different shade. ]