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ᴇᴄᴄᴇɴᴛʀɪᴄ ɴᴏʀᴛʜᴇʀɴ ᴍɪɴx ([personal profile] ungovernable) wrote in [community profile] faderift 2016-01-01 02:42 am (UTC)

Benevenuta is undeterred by the brusque nature of Nerva's bluntness, her small smile lingering.

"Just what I have said," she says, mild but not pointedly so - she is not surprised that Nerva imagines she has some game in mind, and...she does, only: it is exactly what she's said it is, for once. If there are other benefits to be found - and there will be - she will find them later. This is a perfectly adequate starting point, both in terms of beginning and of setting goals.

Her shrug is lithe - her gesture easy, the grace that comes from the very physical practise of magic in Thedas. "Templars, mages ... this is the Inquisition. It does not serve anyone for us to sit in our separate corners, nursing our separate hurts. And for the most visible and vocal of us," with a wry look; Benevenuta, visible, and Nerva, very vocal, "to be always at odds, and always apart ... it is our examples that are seen. And followed."

She thumbs the edge of her cup, with a sigh.

"I think Stannis does not believe, entirely, that it will ever be different. But I think we cannot succeed in what we do that way - and what we are doing here is more important than anything else. So I would set a better example. And match my actions to my words. And prove him wrong."

It isn't defiant. She thinks he'd be pleasantly surprised.

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