I was going to give him brandy as is customary in Antiva, but the face Mia made.
[ It was a frightening face- not at all like this soft, warm affection present on Alistair's. Lucci seems to have worn himself out somewhat, suckling on that chilled rag lulling him into a drifting sort of slumber. Soon enough he would be a warm, dead weight in Alistair's arms.
And Zevran might manage a half hour or so of sleep. ]
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Date: 2016-06-13 05:30 am (UTC)[ It was a frightening face- not at all like this soft, warm affection present on Alistair's. Lucci seems to have worn himself out somewhat, suckling on that chilled rag lulling him into a drifting sort of slumber. Soon enough he would be a warm, dead weight in Alistair's arms.
And Zevran might manage a half hour or so of sleep. ]
Is it warm enough for her out there?