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WHO: Krem and prior/current CR
WHAT: Krem is having a bad day and hiding away so that it doesn't become a Problem
WHEN: some time early Drakonis
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: Depression, hints of dysphoria, general malaise

Things had been going less than swimmingly, but that was nothing new. Infighting, outfighting, elsewhere-fighting, and here he was, feeling like twice-boiled hell.

The surgery was supposed to stop this shit, Maker-be-damned, but he still didn't feel like he fit in his own skin, and it made him want to hit something, and more than that, it made him want to disappear. Nobody would have to see him like this, if it happened. He wasn't doing anyone any damned good like this. Sure, he'd given himself a job, mending every last sheet, garment, curtain, that had been passed along to him, but all this quiet and time to himself wasn't giving him any peace. His own idiot feelings were gnawing away at him without the distraction, his hands on autopilot making neat little patches and seams in damaged cloth.

The feeling was more familiar than he'd ever admit. But he didn't want anyone to see him sitting here in his armor, his security blanket, glaring down at the sheet he was mending like he'd set it ablaze with his eyes if he could as he tried to ignore the pressure and sting of tears that he absolutely refused to let fall.

It's a bad day, and he doesn't want to make it any worse on himself just because he's having emotions. Those were for people that had the time and patience for them.

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Korrin hadn't seen Krem in a while. Between the mess that was -and still is- Emprise du Lion, Zevran's kidnapping, the tidal wave of suspicion against rifters for Sina's incident in Skyhold, it's been a busy several weeks. Granted, some small part of that is also due to the tension of their last meeting, about Iron Bull. Though it's not a subject she sees herself budging on, she was hoping some time to cool off would be good for both of them.

At last having the time and energy to seek him out, Korrin almost contacts Krem via sending crystal but then decides there isn't any real need. She knows where to find him more often than not, so that will take care of itself. It's not difficult to find him when he's saying put mending everything in sight, anyway. Upon spotting Krem at last, Korrin watches from the doorway for a moment, a growing frown of concern at his demeanor.

"Rough day?" Her words may be casual, but her tone can't conceal that underlying worry.

Krem stiffens when he hears her there. The way they'd just stopped talking after he'd run out of relevant things to say, he was sure that she'd just given up on being around him. He wouldn't have blamed her if that were the case, no matter how he might have missed her.

Now that she's here, he still can't think of anything to say to her, no matter how concerned she sounds.

"Could say that," he replied after a tense moment of silence. It's bigger than that, but he'd rather keep it simple for now.

For a moment, Korrin almost considers turning away...but it's a brief moment, since all this avoidance isn't really like her at all and she's tired of it. Maybe Krem is too, but if he isn't she'd rather find out head-on than than otherwise. Besides, she can't leave while he's like this, even if she doesn't know just how to help him.

"You've been staring at that like you're trying to become a mage and blow it up on the spot. If you really want help with that, all you have to do is ask. We could make a nice-sized bonfire with all the crap around us." Who the hell cares that plenty of this isn't his own? If it made Krem smile, it'd be worth it.

In spite of himself, the offer does make him smile. He looks back at her and snorts quietly, then folds the sheet over and puts it aside.

"If I weren't being paid to mend them I'd let you go ahead and torch it all." After all, what's better than fire for improving someone's mood?

"Damn. I would, too. But I guess I can save the bonfire for another time, if you really insist."

Korrin smiles back at him, glad to see his own however small or brief. "If you need to get out of here, I can join you if you'd like. I was hoping we could catch each other up, anyway." Maybe without drinks this time. She's more in the mood for moving around than sitting at the tavern, anyway.

"Maybe somewhere out on a mission. In the open so we could make it as big as we like."

He leans back some, looking up at Korrin as he props himself up on one arm. "Honestly, I don't know what I need right now. It'll go away in time on its own, always does. D'you have something in mind though?"

She hadn't had anything more firm in her mind than 'find Krem, but now that he brings it up, she gives it some thought.

"We could get out of Skyhold, go hunting. Being on the move might help more than staying put here. Or if we don't want to go that far, there's always the training ring. You were interested in seeing my spirit blade in action, right? Well, that's one way to do it."

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