There's a half startled moment before he curls his fingers against Alistair's hand. Squeezes gently to remind himself that this is real, that he did not die, that one thing is not so strange.
That, perhaps, he might live long enough to see these impossible things done.
"Yes. I have not exactly been hiding." A beat. "They would. They have not yet. Leliana knows to mind any that come to the Inquisition. Bull, as well, knows to keep an eye out."
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Date: 2016-07-01 01:49 pm (UTC)That, perhaps, he might live long enough to see these impossible things done.
"Yes. I have not exactly been hiding." A beat. "They would. They have not yet. Leliana knows to mind any that come to the Inquisition. Bull, as well, knows to keep an eye out."