It takes Cade a moment to answer, his attention pinpointed on the hand on his neck-- he's still very tense, but weathering it, at least for now.
"Well it's... he was this Orlesian thief sort who wanted to tear down the tyrannical ruler," he explains, beginning to blush a bit for no obvious reason, "he did... all sorts of things. Against the law. Though nobody's really sure which ones are true and which ones aren't. I suppose I don't really care." He flips through it idly, then offers Zevran a bashful, apologetic smile. "...I don't... really think there's anything romantic or exciting about being a criminal." You know, just in case anyone is listening in to judge him for enjoying fiction. "...you traveled with the Hero of Ferelden, didn't you? And Alistair." Translation: you might be a Sketchy Sort, but if the Hero of Ferelden trusted you, clearly you can't be too terrible.
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Date: 2016-04-10 03:08 am (UTC)"Well it's... he was this Orlesian thief sort who wanted to tear down the tyrannical ruler," he explains, beginning to blush a bit for no obvious reason, "he did... all sorts of things. Against the law. Though nobody's really sure which ones are true and which ones aren't. I suppose I don't really care."
He flips through it idly, then offers Zevran a bashful, apologetic smile. "...I don't... really think there's anything romantic or exciting about being a criminal." You know, just in case anyone is listening in to judge him for enjoying fiction.
"...you traveled with the Hero of Ferelden, didn't you? And Alistair." Translation: you might be a Sketchy Sort, but if the Hero of Ferelden trusted you, clearly you can't be too terrible.