You are his blood, true. I? Am his family. I have been here for him. Circumstances dictated your parting and I understand this, respect our choice, and know you did the best you could with the situation at hand. But I would rather you not dismiss my knowledge of his character so blithely. If I say, 'he will be more upset at me for keeping this from him than at you', you say 'oh of course, Zevran'.
I've known him longer, I love him best. It is low hanging fruit do you not think? And you're not keeping anything from him are you? At the end of the day do you not get to say that you convinced me to spill this secret? That you could never keep such a secret from your friend and your family member. Do not dress yourself up in moral dignity pants and tell me to defer to your judgement, you said that if I didn't tell him, then you would. If you are his family and I am nothing then it would have been simple enough to leave it alone, clearly that would have been all that he needed. This is not to say that I do not hope you are right, but I would not expect him to go easy on me and direct his anger at you. I'm not family I suppose that is something to keep in mind.
But yes, as we were saying- I am many kinds of a bastard, but this? Is not something lightly done. I only insisted that you tell him so I would not have to do so. Would I tell him? Yes. Eventually. When I found a good moment to do so- afterward he'd be more upset with both of us for saying nothing. This takes most of the weight out of my hands, but I am still at fault for saying nothing.
It is comparably different. I was keeping a secret, a promise, for 31 years...you were holding onto information long enough to find a good opportunity to say something if I did not.
Are we seriously arguing over who he will be most upset with? Is this what we are doing instead of, oh, I cannot think, possibly preparing dinner and bracing ourselves for it?
[And of course she takes the bottle, she'll pour a glass for Zevran, but that's all he gets...he's working with heat and knives after all. Additionally she plans to drink straight from this bottle.]
It is water compared to all the Darkspawn blood I was made to drink.
You were younger and not his mother. [ He takes the glass with a salute, setting all else that he needs out. ] Remind me to bring a bottle of Antivan Brandy back for you.
Well...your competition would be a tall, human, noble...there was a time where I might have said that it was not a competition at all. But he was kind, he was so beautiful.
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Not particularly hungry, no.
[Sick is more like it.]
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...Moral Dignity Pants?
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sending crystal - and like Rita Repulsa...
She's not certain what this has to do with anything...]
Certainly, why not.
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And for wandering about while ill.
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[She was obviously a hothead when she was young.]
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[ He rounds the corner, ingredients in hand, shaking his head. ]
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[And she's pacing the kitchen like a caged mabari, sending crystal now tucked away.]
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If you want to start early.
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[And of course she takes the bottle, she'll pour a glass for Zevran, but that's all he gets...he's working with heat and knives after all. Additionally she plans to drink straight from this bottle.]
It is water compared to all the Darkspawn blood I was made to drink.
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Isn't Antiva dangerous for you right now?
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[ Pasta, into boiling broth, vegetables and tomato paste and spices into a pan along with chicken to sear. Simple, wholesome, hearty food. ]
When is it not dangerous? But they have need of my contacts and skills, thus? I go.
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[And she missed him dearly.]
Gird your loins.
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