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WHO: Sina and yyyooooouuuu
WHAT: Miscellaneous early spring interactions!
WHEN: Drakonis-ish
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: get er while she's still kickin

The Healing Tents

Now that the weather is warming ever so slightly, and Sina is feeling ever so slightly better, she's throwing herself back into assisting the Inquisition's healers. Though she uses magic sometimes, for the most part she's helping out by providing poultices, herbal remedies, and a soothing bedside manner to the ailing patients, keeping herself busy and no longer focused on the anchor in her chest.

This is how she spends the majority of her afternoons, with the occasional break to rest. She's not in perfect health herself, and it's showing more than ever.
Though in most cases she just seats herself off to one side until her strength rebuilds, there have been one or two incidents in which she has very nearly collapsed and required assistance.
If this upsets her, she shows no sign of it, at least not in the moment.

The Garden

Sina's early mornings to lunchtime are spent planting, trimming, and checking the progress of her various charges. They're starting to bud, which concerns her somewhat since frost is still very much a problem, but some coaxing (and perhaps the tiniest use of Keeper magic) keeps things moving along in a healthy and otherwise undisturbed manner.

She can be found here in the evenings as well, sitting outside her tent, sometimes with Nahariel, wrapped in a blanket and enjoying a cup of tea. She's come to think of the garden as home, it being the greenest place in Skyhold.

Elsewhere

There are times Sina can be encountered with her basket of herbs, making deliveries to the various offices and people requesting medicinal teas, or just in transit from one place to another. It's actually quite rare to find her inside the Keep itself, as the stone enclosures make her nervous, but she does have to pass through every so often.
Hippie.

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"I could eat," Sina concedes, and smooths out a bit of the blanket to make a spot for Jamie to sit. "I'm afraid any subject I talk about will have to do with plants or basic medicines or tent interiors," she says, a bit wryly, "my life is decidedly unexciting of late. Have you been up to anything fun?"

Her making a spot for him is appreciated, and as he settles down, he gives her a smile by way of thanks. Once that's done, he unwraps the packet and offers it over to her, letting her take first pick out of what he's brought with him. Whatever she doesn't want he'll be happy to finish off. At her question, however, he lets out a small, somewhat amused sounding sort.

"Depends on what you'd call fun. Mostly I've been trying to keep the Doctor from getting into too much trouble, now that he's turned up here. Don't think he quite gets that magic's actually a thing here, though."

Sina mirrors his smile, but immediately confused when he says 'The Doctor', as though there's only one doctor in Skyhold. "...what? Which one?"

"The Doctor," he replies, not at all helpfully - but he knows how confusing the name can be, and he doesn't hesitate before trying to give her a better explanation.

"My friend from my world. You know, the one I'd not seen since I wound up getting pulled through here? He finally turned up a couple of months ago. 'The Doctor' is what he calls himself."

She tilts her head. "Oh," she says faintly, remembering vaguely a conversation that happened a while back-- "wait, is he that..." Sina holds her hand up high to indicate someone tall. "Grey hair?"

"About that height n-"

He breaks off as he realizes if he continues with that thought, he'll just confuse the situation even more, and he winds up nodding instead.

"About that height, aye. If he sounds like he's from Starkhaven, too? That's him."

"I see," she muses, tilting her head, "he's an odd one. But then. So are you." Her smile broadens.

"Aye, he's a bit- hey!"

A faintly indignant look crosses his face for a second or two, as he's not entirely sure if she's teasing or not. But...even if she is, deep down he doesn't mind that so much when it's friendly sort of teasing. After a second or two, the expression changes, switching into a smile to match hers.

"I'll have you know I'm no so odd. I'm just not like some of the other shemlen around here, that's all."

Sina is hardly mean enough to insult anyone to their face, or, really, behind their backs; it wouldn't be in the form of an insult, anyway. She laughs at his reaction, pretty clearly conveying her intentions.

"You're all odd to me," she points out, "but you're the one who plays the bag pipe, and that makes you unique." Still grinning, she holds a hand up to her mouth as if afraid she'll laugh.

"Aye...well."

The smile on his face shows no signs of lessening. In fact, at the laugh, it grows quite a bit larger, threatening to turn into a outright grin.

"So long as it's the bagpipe playing and not other things, I suppose I can let that slide, then."

And truthfully, he doesn't really mind. It's good to see Sina laughing. It's not something that he's had a chance to see all that often from her, but if he can help give her a few more moments like that then that's a good thing as far as he's concerned.

"It's a shame that there's not a way to show you some of those things, though. Maybe we'd seem a wee bit less odd if that was so." He glances back to her, his mouth twitching briefly in amusement. "Or maybe more so. Especially if it was someplace like the TARDIS."

"Probably moreso," she agrees, "but that's not a bad thing." She pauses to try and parse something. "Tar-dees. I've heard that before."

His smile finally does wind up changing a bit when she says 'moreso', turning rather more wry - but all in all, he's glad that she doesn't think it's a bad thing, and it shifts back to something more normal before he winds up nodding.

"Aye, think I might've mentioned it before," he says, reaching for another piece of cheese. "Or maybe the Doctor did. It's an acr...acro...one of those words that's made up from other words. TARDIS means 'Time and Relative Dimension In Space'. It's a-did I explain spaceships to you before? I'm no sure if I have."

To Sina, who has spent nineteen years of her life in the woods with an insular family, everything is weird.
"Oh." She says, processing his explanation and finding she... can't. "How does it mean that?" She's able to read well enough, both common and Elvhen, but grammatical nuance tends to elude her. "And no, you didn't."

To be fair, there is a lot of weird out there - and he's seen his fair share of it. Explaining it...well, that's another story, and even though his mouth opens briefly, it shuts just as quickly as he takes a moment to reconsider. If he doesn't explain spaceships, the rest of it won't make any sense. Of course, he runs the risk of none of it making any sense, but at least if he starts there he might have a chance, and he nods, ever so slightly.

"Right. So you must've seen some of the ships around here by now, surely? Well, a spaceship is something that can travel like a ship, only far up in the sky where the stars are. And the TARDIS can travel like a spaceship does, only that's not the only way it can travel."

Oh, more about the stars. She had a bewildering discussion on the topic with the Doctor, and she's not sure she cares to repeat it. "That's ridiculous," she states, but in a more resigned manner than before. It's not 'that's ridiculous and I don't believe you', it's 'that's ridiculous and I have no idea what's going on anymore'.

She's not alone, if that helps any. Jamie's had many bewildering conversations with the Doctor, and if there's one thing he understands is that a lot of times, there's going to be things that he doesn't understand.

"Aye, tell me about it. I'd thought the same thing once, myself."

Still, he gives her a sympathetic look all the same before offering over a piece of bread.

"Look, we don't have to talk about that if you don't want. I know it sounds ridiculous, and the only thing I can tell you is that I'd not have believed it if I'd not had seen it with my own eyes. Surely there's things that you've seen that've happened here that'd be the same for you."

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