[Something like that, she might have answered if they were speaking in person. Or maybe not. Maybe she'd tell him the truth: of what it is to have such dissonance in your mind that your brain goes mad trying to reconcile it . . . and what it was like, all those years ago, to watch Robert go through that. She likes Astarion already, you see, and she's so lonely . . . but ah, that's a feeling she's used to.
For now, there's this.]
Most people are idiots, both in Thedas and outside of it.
[Written crisply and directly, and she would know.]
Where did you hail from, then? Perhaps I've visited there too. It isn't outside the realm of possibility.
[Though it might not be the worst idea for her to stop trying to recall . . .]
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For now, there's this.]
Most people are idiots, both in Thedas and outside of it.
[Written crisply and directly, and she would know.]
Where did you hail from, then? Perhaps I've visited there too. It isn't outside the realm of possibility.
[Though it might not be the worst idea for her to stop trying to recall . . .]