The motion in his hair surprises Cade again-- it probably will every time for a while-- and he gives a small start, but it's less than a flinch. He lapses into silence for a while, considering the question. "I still... work for Seeker Aleron," he muses, "...and I still pray. Often." He purses his lips, beginning to get that self-dragging look on his face again. "...but I'm not allowed near mages anymore. Or anything to do with combat, but... handling mages is what we do. It's the reason the Order exists." He doesn't say 'protecting' or 'working with' for a reason; to him, mages are still the nameless antagonists he knew in Kirkwall and the rebellion afterwards. Even before the tragedy with the Chantry, he knew better than to grow too attached.
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Date: 2016-04-07 08:50 pm (UTC)He lapses into silence for a while, considering the question. "I still... work for Seeker Aleron," he muses, "...and I still pray. Often." He purses his lips, beginning to get that self-dragging look on his face again. "...but I'm not allowed near mages anymore. Or anything to do with combat, but... handling mages is what we do. It's the reason the Order exists." He doesn't say 'protecting' or 'working with' for a reason; to him, mages are still the nameless antagonists he knew in Kirkwall and the rebellion afterwards. Even before the tragedy with the Chantry, he knew better than to grow too attached.