"I do not know. Perhaps they will not; but they restored much of my power to me already. This much will be only a few steps more."
And if they do not, if they deny him, then Solas shall simply have to look elsewhere to satisfy his plans. What is needed here is perspective, as much as the power itself. And with his orb, and his dagger, Solas would have both.
"We were brought here against our wills," He begins, gently, a small shake of their joined hands emphasis to the point, "To be returned home so unceremoniously is... the best we can hope for, from these so-called gods, these Leaders of Caldera. I am yet undecided as to whether they are to be opposed, or if their purpose is acceptable— but when we leave, it should be on our own terms."
He lets go her hand, his own sliding up, to grasp at her shoulders, gentle still, but insistent, bending towards her with the intensity of his sincerity, and passion of purpose. Solas realizes, abruptly, that he has come not to inform Beleth, but also to ask for her blessing. That she would approve of his path has become important, somehow— important to him, at least.
"The Orb and the Dagger were made to breach barriers, and to create them. With their power, I will— I will attempt to bring Felassan with us, to our place in space as well as time. We are already displaced, the damage half-done, and I would not see him discarded if he can be saved. Vhenan, I must try."
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And if they do not, if they deny him, then Solas shall simply have to look elsewhere to satisfy his plans. What is needed here is perspective, as much as the power itself. And with his orb, and his dagger, Solas would have both.
"We were brought here against our wills," He begins, gently, a small shake of their joined hands emphasis to the point, "To be returned home so unceremoniously is... the best we can hope for, from these so-called gods, these Leaders of Caldera. I am yet undecided as to whether they are to be opposed, or if their purpose is acceptable— but when we leave, it should be on our own terms."
He lets go her hand, his own sliding up, to grasp at her shoulders, gentle still, but insistent, bending towards her with the intensity of his sincerity, and passion of purpose. Solas realizes, abruptly, that he has come not to inform Beleth, but also to ask for her blessing. That she would approve of his path has become important, somehow— important to him, at least.
"The Orb and the Dagger were made to breach barriers, and to create them. With their power, I will— I will attempt to bring Felassan with us, to our place in space as well as time. We are already displaced, the damage half-done, and I would not see him discarded if he can be saved. Vhenan, I must try."