Morrigan told her in the Crossroads that she wondered if people touches so much because communication with words so often fell horribly short. Leliana wishes sometimes that contact did not communicate so much, and she does not lean into the touch at her cheek, but keeps it as light as possible, as meaningless as she can render it without pulling away and hurting her friend.
"The Rookery provides me with nothing if not an abundance of fresh air, do not worry."
"We must forgive ourselves our trespasses, yes?" Whether he'd heard that in the Chant or it was some kindness offered him by one of his fellows, Zevran cannot say. But it is...something they both need to keep in mind, that. "Even if we do not feel we deserve such things. Or that we deserve to be more than the tool we've known ourselves to be for so long."
"It is not that I do not deserve," she replies, and perhaps there is a little too much crispness to it. "I do not want more. What I want is to see Thedas reshaped into a better world."
More often than not she can believe that, because it is so close to being true, and wanting more feels like--
"Do not fret, Zevran. My trespasses are gladly embraced."
"You can do that, and have someone, Leliana." If she allows herself. What a strange thing their lives have become, for him to argue in favor of sentiment.
"But...I do truly think you can do that. Shape the future. Perhaps not with a song, but- you can."
What more is there to say that she has not already. Her brow pinches, the faintest flicker before she smoothes it away.
"I know," Leliana replies, with a certainty that could be quietly unnerving, for some. Catching Zevran's gaze, she offers a shadow of what could have been a smile, maybe, before going for the door.
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Date: 2016-05-25 09:40 am (UTC)"The Rookery provides me with nothing if not an abundance of fresh air, do not worry."
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Date: 2016-05-27 11:16 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2016-05-28 11:39 am (UTC)More often than not she can believe that, because it is so close to being true, and wanting more feels like--
"Do not fret, Zevran. My trespasses are gladly embraced."
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Date: 2016-05-29 08:51 pm (UTC)"But...I do truly think you can do that. Shape the future. Perhaps not with a song, but- you can."
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Date: 2016-05-29 09:05 pm (UTC)"I know," Leliana replies, with a certainty that could be quietly unnerving, for some. Catching Zevran's gaze, she offers a shadow of what could have been a smile, maybe, before going for the door.