Well, [ Alistair says, smile flaring briefly back to life, but he has yet to replenish the aforementioned energy, so that's it—a hint that if he were less tired or the topic less serious, Sabine might have had to endure some riffing on their foolishness or Zevran's commitment to the long game before Alistair brought himself back around to the point.
She's welcome. ]
He may have done worse things. [ Bystanders. Children. And Alistair has cut down men who were only hungry and desperate or who didn't know anything except that their job was not to let anyone pass, walked away from burning cities on orders—
It is purely (genuinely) coincidence that this is the moment he has to wipe his eyes with his wrist, nose burning from the onions. ]
But not because he thought anyone was beneath him.
no subject
She's welcome. ]
He may have done worse things. [ Bystanders. Children. And Alistair has cut down men who were only hungry and desperate or who didn't know anything except that their job was not to let anyone pass, walked away from burning cities on orders—
It is purely (genuinely) coincidence that this is the moment he has to wipe his eyes with his wrist, nose burning from the onions. ]
But not because he thought anyone was beneath him.