"...I'll admit, that is a first." There had been gifts and offers of a night of company and drinks purchased but never an autograph request. That was new. Not even elves of the City held him in such esteem- it makes him wonder exactly which tales it was this clan had heard and how much of it was bullshit. He failed to die. Hurrah. But- he would not be the one to dispel their illusions so readily. They would find out soon enough in the Inquisition that great things are not done by great people but rather those that knew what needed to do and got it done regardless of the demands or thoughts of those around them.
Such was life. Such were heroes, truly.
"It was direct his fury or watch him get himself killed. And much as I think he could learn from a good stabbing it would end poorly for the entire Inquisition. Murder in the ranks is rarely a good sign to potential backers." At this time with Merrick on the other side of the line, it was easier to jest. Would he truly have stood aside and watch the boy get himself killed? Yes. Absolutely. If you are not smart enough, not strong enough to keep yourself out of trouble or end it before your life was on the line? You got what came for you. How many of them knew he truly would permit it to happen he couldn't say.
Merrick, at least, seemed to understand that much. No hero in his eyes was Zevran. That much was refreshing.
"I do not need to know him or even like him to train him, Bella. I merely need to think him capable and he is that if nothing else. That he is more than his anger makes him to be is to his benefit and the benefit of those who keep him in their company." A subtle enough reminder that all the Dalish are judged by their actions, that they need to mind such things. "I attempted to murder the warden and we left on friendly terms. Alistair and I are close friends despite our initial meeting- if nothing else that has taught me the benefit to offering a second chance."
To do otherwise would be to make a hypocrite of him, and he does so try to limit that. "Well. Perhaps you could learn to be a bit more yourself around me, rather than what you think I wish you to be. You do very well for someone untrained, Bella, but- you need polish just as badly as Merrick does."
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Such was life. Such were heroes, truly.
"It was direct his fury or watch him get himself killed. And much as I think he could learn from a good stabbing it would end poorly for the entire Inquisition. Murder in the ranks is rarely a good sign to potential backers." At this time with Merrick on the other side of the line, it was easier to jest. Would he truly have stood aside and watch the boy get himself killed? Yes. Absolutely. If you are not smart enough, not strong enough to keep yourself out of trouble or end it before your life was on the line? You got what came for you. How many of them knew he truly would permit it to happen he couldn't say.
Merrick, at least, seemed to understand that much. No hero in his eyes was Zevran. That much was refreshing.
"I do not need to know him or even like him to train him, Bella. I merely need to think him capable and he is that if nothing else. That he is more than his anger makes him to be is to his benefit and the benefit of those who keep him in their company." A subtle enough reminder that all the Dalish are judged by their actions, that they need to mind such things. "I attempted to murder the warden and we left on friendly terms. Alistair and I are close friends despite our initial meeting- if nothing else that has taught me the benefit to offering a second chance."
To do otherwise would be to make a hypocrite of him, and he does so try to limit that. "Well. Perhaps you could learn to be a bit more yourself around me, rather than what you think I wish you to be. You do very well for someone untrained, Bella, but- you need polish just as badly as Merrick does."