"Ah. Well we were all very busy during that time, weren't we?"
It's as gracious a response as she has in her. A fleeing refugee, a Grey Warden, and an imprisoned templar, all in the midst of a Blight, surely would have been very busy for any number of reasons. None of which are worth speaking of right now.
So. The golem.
"I'd heard about it...her," she quickly corrects. "Maker knows I never thought much of her as a child, outside of being a decorative sort of piece during the festival season." She pauses, brow furrowing. "I never did anything to her myself, outside of making flower crowns for her as a young girl. Branson, on the other hand...perhaps it's best to avoid a heartwarming reunion."
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It's as gracious a response as she has in her. A fleeing refugee, a Grey Warden, and an imprisoned templar, all in the midst of a Blight, surely would have been very busy for any number of reasons. None of which are worth speaking of right now.
So. The golem.
"I'd heard about it...her," she quickly corrects. "Maker knows I never thought much of her as a child, outside of being a decorative sort of piece during the festival season." She pauses, brow furrowing. "I never did anything to her myself, outside of making flower crowns for her as a young girl. Branson, on the other hand...perhaps it's best to avoid a heartwarming reunion."