(closedish openish) keep you like an oath

[byblow]

WHO: Alistair & Others
WHAT: Some sulking, some snark.
WHEN: Third week of Haring + bonus first week of Wintermarch.
WHERE: Skyhold.
NOTES: No open starters, but if you want something PM me or hit me up on Plurk! Or drop a starter of your own on me and I'll roll with it.

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[byblow]

"Reward, eh?" He follows her across the muddy grass, around the wall to the gate. "You can keep the reward. I could use the walk."

And to see that she doesn't die. The drop is steep. The river may not be literally freezing, thanks to the springs, but a walk back to the fortress after falling into it may very well be. He stretches his legs for three steps to come alongside rather than behind her, and gives her a hopeful sideways look that's almost a request for approval. Only almost. He's coming either way.

[glandival]

"Very well."

Polite and permissive, even if it comes with some sort of hidden tone, Sabine almost leaves it at that. Like maybe he'll get bored, or show his hand properly. She folds her arms around herself against where the cold will somehow become more bracing once beyond Skyhold's walls, before she opts to test the waters, explaining;

"They throw away their coins this way. To show they have any, perhaps, or to demonstrate the seriousness of their problems."