Oh. The Qun. Again Cade feels that spike of revulsion, and perhaps it shows, but he's polite enough to know not to pick a fight about it. Not when someone is taking the time to explain something to him, something that sounds... awful, and yet... He watches the Iron Bull with a look of contemplation, his usual dilemma of having a lot of thoughts on something and knowing how to phrase or having the confidence to say exactly none of them. Is there such a thing outside the Qun? How would that even work? Where does he sign up?
"...I..." he begins, about to say something, then wimps out at the last second. "..I see."
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Again Cade feels that spike of revulsion, and perhaps it shows, but he's polite enough to know not to pick a fight about it. Not when someone is taking the time to explain something to him, something that sounds... awful, and yet...
He watches the Iron Bull with a look of contemplation, his usual dilemma of having a lot of thoughts on something and knowing how to phrase or having the confidence to say exactly none of them. Is there such a thing outside the Qun? How would that even work? Where does he sign up?
"...I..." he begins, about to say something, then wimps out at the last second. "..I see."