Shale's looks of disgust are, truth be told, amongst her favourite memories of the Blight. The bickering the golem could inspire, even from Wynne - it was inspirational, really.
The hand on her shoulder is worth it, and for a moment Leliana feels as if some of the years lift from her - the whimsy of the moment, the gentle contact from someone so gifted as guarding and maiming, and memories that well.
It falls away again, and her smile does not fade, but it is not quite so free as it was.
As Shale walks, so does Leliana, moving back to her shadows and her tower and her birds, but at least she has delivered one thing today that was not ominous.
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Shale's looks of disgust are, truth be told, amongst her favourite memories of the Blight. The bickering the golem could inspire, even from Wynne - it was inspirational, really.
The hand on her shoulder is worth it, and for a moment Leliana feels as if some of the years lift from her - the whimsy of the moment, the gentle contact from someone so gifted as guarding and maiming, and memories that well.
It falls away again, and her smile does not fade, but it is not quite so free as it was.
As Shale walks, so does Leliana, moving back to her shadows and her tower and her birds, but at least she has delivered one thing today that was not ominous.