[closed] beside the seaside

[onlyhymns]

WHO: Cade and Alistair
WHAT: Let's Talk About Girls and Almost Die and Learn About Friendship
WHEN: while all those other scrubs are in Minrathous
WHERE: the Wounded Coast
NOTES: warning for too much cool guys

They recently bonded over illicit cookies, which makes Alistair worth asking-- especially since Simon is off in Tevinter and so is everyone else to whom Cade might go for advice. So yes, maybe he's the last resort, but they also used to be friends. Maybe it's time to remember that.

Being a scribe means you're limited to the number of inks you're able to purchase-- and wait for-- officially, but there are some pigments that can be found in the world around oneself, including among shells on the beach. So Cade asked Alistair to come with him on an outing, partially for protection, partially just-- and one can imagine it was extremely awkward when he added this-- companionship. Buddy?? Buddy.

With his boots left in the tall grass far enough away that the tide won't bother them, Cade is traipsing through the shallow surf, trying to find shells of a specific blue, and has instructed Alistair to do the same. It's deeply uninteresting work, but at least they have conversation.

"So, um..." Cade murmurs, straightening to inspect a specimen and pointedly not looking at Alistair, "...Sabine's an elf, right?"