Hanzo watches him for a long moment, eyes drinking him in, watching for a long drawn out moment. He looks around at all the other people, all the other fools from Tevinter and he pretends as though his heart doesn't ache. He pretends as though he was not one of them, once - distant, true, but one of them. An Altus, a Magister, a boy from Tevinter, the signs of it colouring every single one of his sharp features.
Leaning down, he whispers quietly.
"I will not harm you. I will not let anyone harm you, but I need to know."
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Hanzo watches him for a long moment, eyes drinking him in, watching for a long drawn out moment. He looks around at all the other people, all the other fools from Tevinter and he pretends as though his heart doesn't ache. He pretends as though he was not one of them, once - distant, true, but one of them. An Altus, a Magister, a boy from Tevinter, the signs of it colouring every single one of his sharp features.
Leaning down, he whispers quietly.
"I will not harm you. I will not let anyone harm you, but I need to know."