"I didn't talk to her," Alistair says, scandalized by the very idea, "but she's alive and all of that. She was wearing clothes."
Real clothes. A dress. He's been keeping an idle eye out for children, mostly curious whether she ate hers or not, but if she hasn't eaten it she probably had the sense to keep it away from whatever is happening here tonight. He looks at Zevran again, long enough to check him for injuries or an uneven gait despite knowing he'd be able to hide it.
He's aware he looks like a bodyguard. He prefers that to everything else. Next fancy party, he's getting a plain mask and making everyone call him Allan.
"Josephine has a list of people who want to dance with you," he adds, which is likely a mix of people who want a word and people who want a scandal, "and Cullen needs help, he's been cornered and proposed to. But Leliana is fine."
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Real clothes. A dress. He's been keeping an idle eye out for children, mostly curious whether she ate hers or not, but if she hasn't eaten it she probably had the sense to keep it away from whatever is happening here tonight. He looks at Zevran again, long enough to check him for injuries or an uneven gait despite knowing he'd be able to hide it.
He's aware he looks like a bodyguard. He prefers that to everything else. Next fancy party, he's getting a plain mask and making everyone call him Allan.
"Josephine has a list of people who want to dance with you," he adds, which is likely a mix of people who want a word and people who want a scandal, "and Cullen needs help, he's been cornered and proposed to. But Leliana is fine."