Maybe too harsh. She looks bewildered and on the verge of tears (not only because of this, not an hour ago she was still bound to a demon), but she leaves. Alistair doesn't. He shuts the door behind her and turns back on Zevran and Leliana, who's saying, "You are the Inquisitor," with her hand firm around Zevran's wrist. "What do you propose we do with the rifts? Wave your shriveled discarded limb at them and hope it has some effect?"
"Leliana, it's—" killing him, Alistair planned to repeat, but she was listening the first time. She doesn't look at him, focused on Zevran, but she cuts him off.
"None of our lives is more important than Thedas."
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Date: 2016-07-09 09:08 am (UTC)Maybe too harsh. She looks bewildered and on the verge of tears (not only because of this, not an hour ago she was still bound to a demon), but she leaves. Alistair doesn't. He shuts the door behind her and turns back on Zevran and Leliana, who's saying, "You are the Inquisitor," with her hand firm around Zevran's wrist. "What do you propose we do with the rifts? Wave your shriveled discarded limb at them and hope it has some effect?"
"Leliana, it's—" killing him, Alistair planned to repeat, but she was listening the first time. She doesn't look at him, focused on Zevran, but she cuts him off.
"None of our lives is more important than Thedas."