She starts getting friendly with them. I think you'd hate that.
[ She could see it already. Felassan's smile freezing in place as her mother spoke to him as an equal, but slightly above others. It'd be quite funny.
She does wonder at the head shake. At what could have stopped someone as brave as Felassan -- Does he think that Solas would have turned him down? She wondered, vaguely, why he'd think that, or if it were even true. But, probably, Felassan knew better than she. Still. She wondered.
--And then that wondering is replaced with loud, startled laughter. How he always manages to do this to her is impressive, but she can't help but break out into loud peals of laughter, a hand going over her mouth. She should feel guilty, probably, and like a bad Dalish, and a bad daughter.
She feels neither of these. Just a fondness for the man next to her. For whatever reason Solas was unable to accept Felassan's feelings... Well, sometimes the smartest man she knew could be an idiot. He'd nearly fumbled her just as badly, hadn't he? Only Beleth refusing to accept his refusal had gotten them where they were (which sounded worse in hindsight).
Still giggling with mirth, she reaches over, running a hand through his hair. ]
Incredible. I'm glad to see that a couple millennia is all it takes to teach someone how to smooth talk a woman.
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[ She could see it already. Felassan's smile freezing in place as her mother spoke to him as an equal, but slightly above others. It'd be quite funny.
She does wonder at the head shake. At what could have stopped someone as brave as Felassan -- Does he think that Solas would have turned him down? She wondered, vaguely, why he'd think that, or if it were even true. But, probably, Felassan knew better than she. Still. She wondered.
--And then that wondering is replaced with loud, startled laughter. How he always manages to do this to her is impressive, but she can't help but break out into loud peals of laughter, a hand going over her mouth. She should feel guilty, probably, and like a bad Dalish, and a bad daughter.
She feels neither of these. Just a fondness for the man next to her. For whatever reason Solas was unable to accept Felassan's feelings... Well, sometimes the smartest man she knew could be an idiot. He'd nearly fumbled her just as badly, hadn't he? Only Beleth refusing to accept his refusal had gotten them where they were (which sounded worse in hindsight).
Still giggling with mirth, she reaches over, running a hand through his hair. ]
Incredible. I'm glad to see that a couple millennia is all it takes to teach someone how to smooth talk a woman.