[Closed] Welcome Home Party

[coiledscales]

WHO: Alacruun and Adalia
WHAT: Adalia is trying to ignore the whole Tevinter thing and FEELINGS. Alacruun is actually trying to deal with his.
WHEN: About a week after the Tevinter captives retur
WHERE: Alacruun and Adalia's shared apartment/room.
NOTES: foul language, maybe some NSFW stuff later on

This whole affair was nothing short of incredibly frustrating. First he'd been stuck, waiting for the actual rescue mission to go through, pacing and cursing the fact that he wasn't there, and mentally threatening the direst of fates to whomever harmed Adalia, no matter that they were on the other side of the planet. It was (naturally) compounded by the damnable admission she'd made over the crystals. What was that about? Why would she do that to him?

Was it some sort of ploy? He'd been confused and angry and worried (an emotion he is not used to feeling for someone else's plight) for weeks and now that she had come back, she didn't seem to want to say anything about it. It was almost as if she'd been avoiding him and he'd decided to cut to the quick and corner her in the room they share. He had tried to plan for it, making sure she'll actually be there, without a chance to escape on the excuse of some errand. He ducked his frame through the door and paused in the entryway before he shut it behind him to give them some privacy.

"Adalia," he started, "It's been a week. How are you?"

Not something he usually asked other people.

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[thunderproof]

It wasn't almost as if Adalia had been avoiding Alacruun, she absolutely had been. It hadn't been intentional at first, and then when she'd realized what she was doing by staying in her office for so long all day, she'd decided that her instinct had been right — Alacruun was going to want to dissect every moment of her captivity, was going to try to tell her how to deal with it, how afraid he was, and she's going to have to spend time thinking about it and reassuring him and just — no. Better to just not talk to him until the whole thing has blown over and it won't be all he wants to talk about.

Leave it to Alacruun to not take a hint and force her into something she was trying desperately to avoid.

Adalia looks between Alacruun and the door, lips pursed in an unhappy moue, before turning away from him and going to set the books in her hands down on her desk.

"I'm fine, Alacruun. How are you?"

Maybe she can force this conversation away from Tevinter theough sheer stubborn will. It's worth a shot.

[coiledscales]

Alacruun isn't forcing anything and hadn't she wanted him to actually show more concern about such things? As far as he's concerned he's just doing what she wants him to do. He's being more caring and less of a... what? A brute? And how does she expect him to simply sit by and do nothing after that last-minute confession? It's horrid.

Of course, she doesn't look all that happy about it when he speaks up. He presses on anyway, starting to cross the room toward her, brow furrowed with more than a hint of concern.

"Worried, quite honestly. I keep meaning to check on you, but it's almost as if you've been avoiding me. Are you... well? I know imprisonment can be an absolutely awful experience..."

No such luck, Adalia.