[ Alistair has his arm out to go around Zevran as soon as he starts drifting his way, though he accidentally knocks him a little in the process and ruins how smooth it could have been, but otherwise he stays still, listening, still worried about Zevran's mood but content. As content as he can be. The Wardens are in trouble, he can no longer remember what it was like not to have this song winding around every thought and through every memory like it was always there, a talking darkspawn is trying to destroy the world, but hey. He's important to someone who's important to him. That's luckier than some people ever get. ]
Guardian is even colder than First Day, [ he says, instead of anything sappy, but he might sound a little choked up. Not in a crying way, just. Manly emotions. You know. ] But if that's what you want, that's what you get.
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Date: 2016-01-15 04:46 am (UTC)Guardian is even colder than First Day, [ he says, instead of anything sappy, but he might sound a little choked up. Not in a crying way, just. Manly emotions. You know. ] But if that's what you want, that's what you get.