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WHO: Inessa and Kain
WHAT: Finally back in Kirkwall, finally having some downtime... so now it's time to have an official proper date
WHEN: Now-ish
WHERE: Kirkwall and surrounding mountainy areas
NOTES: No warnings likely

When you're in the Inquisition, you make the most of the time you have off, because you never do know when you'll be sent away to a city of the undead and forced to fight them.

That's what Kain has recently found out, anyway. Unfortunately, the plans he'd made had been interrupted with news they were to head out to Nevarra. But before that, there'd been Perendale, and before that, that whole boat trip... it just never seemed to end. While they'd had some fun together over Satinalia, he still hadn't gotten a chance to put his plan into action, and take Inessa on a proper date. So now... what better time than the present?

Kain has gotten everything set up for them, a large basket filled with food and drinks to enjoy. He's now waiting expectantly with Potato all set to carry them off. He's even dressed up for the occasion, having mentioned that non-armor was essential in his note to her: it's a strictly non-combat, non-work situation. He doesn't even look too insanely Orlesian this time around, in rather fancy but subdued attire, all shades of black and blue, of course. He just has to wait for Inessa to see the note he'd left her, asking her to come along to this spot...

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Kain smiles affectionately, glad she understands him and his need for such solitude. As long as they both accept the little things about each other, it all should work out even better, he believes.

“More than perfect. Thank you, Inessa, for… for everything. I don’t know where I’d be without you.” He sips at his tea, and starts munching from the variety of food that’s available. It’s all delicious, fresh food, a lot of it Ferelden, with some Orlesian mixed in as well. “For a very long time, something was missing from my life… you’ve brought that to me.” He spent so long with so much heartache. True, his inner (nonliteral) demons are still present and he might always be fighting them, but… at least one of his deepest issues is resolved.

Inessa's pale cheeks darken a shade, always a notable contrast against her usually pale complexion, gathering a bit of that wonderful spread. "You say that as though there wasn't also something missing from mine. I put aside my own wants and needs for a long time, certain they were less important than so many other things. Believe it or not, you have brought me some much-needed balance."

Kain can't help but smile in between bites of food, washing it all down before he replies. "I've known that, of course, that the Circles aren't exactly the best at encouraging you to find yourself a... a life for yourself, in that way... and the Wardens are little better... but it means a lot more to actually hear it. To know for sure what this means to you." He nibbles at some fruit. "I don't mind reminding you of that at any time, by the way. To do things for yourself once in a while..."

It may seem strange coming from someone so serious and duty-minded as Kain, but he's definitely better at giving such advice than heeding it.

A glint of amusement reaches her eyes at that, and she can't help but give in to some gentle teasing. "Your own words, serah. If I'd been a betting person, I might have lost coin to that, more than a few months ago. I hope you realize that goes both ways, because it absolutely will. There's no escaping it, not with a mabari and a griffon on my side. And probably even that parrot...." Bastard probably wouldn't say anything other than the usual offensive phrases, but still. He counts, in a way. She sips her tea, infinitely glad that he didn't follow them.

"I'll give you the griffon and the mabari, but bringing that parrot into the matter is completely unfair..." Bastard still has a bad habit of showing up when least expected or wanted, and screeching his charming phrases at the top of his lungs. If Kain didn't feel such loyalty to his former owner... Well... he probably would still keep that pest of a bird around. He's too easy sometimes.

"But... that's fair. I guess that's among the best influences we have upon one another." They may not see such things in themselves, but they're both the sort who'll see the need in others, instead. It definitely balances things out in that way.

"Is it? He's still around...at least, I believe so." Inessa hasn't seen him in a while, but then she hasn't exactly gone out of her way to search for him. The last thing she wants is to encourage him around an excitable Garahel.

"I agree to the rest, though--" She smiles and tilts her head up as she hears a griffon cry not too far away. "Potato must have found something worth chasing. Good girl."

"Oh, he is, trust me. He simply has more people to harass, with a whole city of them out there now. He tends to come to me when I most want peace and quiet, and he most wants food." No, he'll never be free of him, but in a way he's gotten a weird little affection for that foul-mouthed bird.

Kain likewise turns his head upward, smiling faintly, like a proud parent. "She's ruthless out there, I'm so proud of her. Good... I wanted this to be a pleasant outing for all of us. Next time, we'll have to go somewhere reachable by Garahel, too." He loves their little family of creatures, after all. He looks at her, leaning in closer for a moment. "And... we'll do more of this in general. Going out like this. I can promise you that."