[open] got up, and kept on going

[altusimperius]

WHO: Benedict and you
WHAT: misc hanging around the Gallows while the squad is in the mystery jungle
WHEN: during the jungle plot mostly, will add stuff after if necessary
WHERE: the Gallows
NOTES: n/a

I. Droppin' Eaves

There's a pall hanging over the Gallows as another week drags on with most of Riftwatch far away and unreachable. It's a stressful time for many, and Benedict in particular, with no sending crystal of his own, is starved for information.

He tries to be subtle about listening in whenever he sees someone on a crystal, whether he's raking in the garden or eating in the mess hall or just walking around, but Benedict is not especially known for his prowess in subterfuge and it's pretty easy to catch him.

Sure, he could just ask, but that would mean drawing attention and perhaps questions to himself.

II. Arty Party

In the warmer evenings, when gardening and maintenance work is done, Bene can be found sitting on the steps of the plaza leading up from the gate, holding a small board and a pad of paper. Sleeves rolled up and hair pulled back in a little tail, he looks as common as he ever has, his charcoal-smeared hand trying to follow the architectural lines of the island's towers.
If someone looks his way, he'll meet their eyes with a guarded expression, not outright hostile but not especially friendly either.

III. Wildcard

figger it oat

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[dirth]

He makes no attempt to appear particularly friendly when he stands near Benedict, glancing around before he lets his eyes settle on the artwork. It's something he enjoys, if the art around Skyhold and Kirkwall isn't representative enough, but he feels as though he has to tread carefully here.

"The skyline?" He asks, instead.

[altusimperius]

It takes a moment for Benedict to understand what's being asked, but when he looks back at his drawing, he makes the connection.

"...yes," he confirms, and, in case Solas wants clarification, tugs the parchment off its board to hand it up to him.

[dirth]

"Thank you." Solas is gentle as he reaches out to take it, letting his eyes drag over it before he nods. It's good - a different style to his own, but certainly not bad. It doesn't take him long to pass it back, with the same gentleness with which he took it.

"Do you mind if I join you?"

[altusimperius]

Bene takes it back and glances at it, but only briefly, before returning his gaze to Solas with some surprise.
"I-- sure. I mean, no, I don't mind." It's still somewhat alarming when anyone wants to spend time in his presence.