"Good. I do not imagine people will be reckless, but..." An open handed gesture, a vague sweep to the desert, that essentially means let's be honest, people are always stupid and reckless.
And Cassandra is fumbling over her words. Leliana has known her long enough to see through it, eyebrow raising just slightly at the implication that Cassandra might acquire something Leliana could not. It is--
It is a friendly gesture, at least, and though Leliana is silent for a moment it is not the frostly silences that she can so easily afford. The moment stretches out, and then it stretches further, before she exhales slowly.
"You do not need to dance around matters with me, Casssandra. Is there something on your mind?" She wishes that it sounded a bit warmer, really, but there is a careful evenness in her words, a control that seeps in when she does not feel as balanced as she'd like.
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And Cassandra is fumbling over her words. Leliana has known her long enough to see through it, eyebrow raising just slightly at the implication that Cassandra might acquire something Leliana could not. It is--
It is a friendly gesture, at least, and though Leliana is silent for a moment it is not the frostly silences that she can so easily afford. The moment stretches out, and then it stretches further, before she exhales slowly.
"You do not need to dance around matters with me, Casssandra. Is there something on your mind?" She wishes that it sounded a bit warmer, really, but there is a careful evenness in her words, a control that seeps in when she does not feel as balanced as she'd like.