As indirectly as you can, you ask what I remember [Closed]

[overharrowed]

WHO: Julius and Petrana
WHAT: Post-mortem of meeting the family
WHEN: Slightly backdated to after the trip to Ferelden
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: It could have gone worse? (warnings tba if necessary)

Julius hasn't been distant since Ferelden. Not exactly. He's busy -- they're all busy -- but he sees about the same amount of Petrana as he had before. They continue to spend nights in one another's quarters more often than not, and he's always pleased to see her when she arrives someplace he is.

And yet, if she was wondering when he might bring up the very real possibility that he could, if he liked, eventually claim a castle and a title in Ferelden... it is becoming apparent than left to his own devices, the answer will be "never." He hadn't sworn the inheritance off, exactly, for all he'd promised without promising that Bann Selwyn had nothing to worry about. He'd done what the Inquisition needed him to do to put the nuisance fire out.

But the way he steps around the topic even after their return to Kirkwall, while outwardly casual, seems increasingly deliberate the longer it goes. It's habit, but it's not only that.

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[overharrowed]

"I hope I can return the favor, someday," he says, after a moment. "You being there to prop me up."

It's not a question, not a push. But he remembers how she sent him for Melys, that night she woke up terrified. He doesn't begrudge her that, but he dislikes the feeling of her holding him and herself together on her own.