and there's a glass on the table, they say it's gonna ease all my pain

[lettersfromhome]

WHO: Mia Rutherford and OPEN
WHAT: She spends a lot of time taking care of everyone else. She needs a drink or five to unwind before getting back to it.
WHEN: Current
WHERE: Herald's Rest
NOTES: Alcohol? Bad decisions?

She's not proud of herself for this. But there are breaking points, and she's nearing one, and it's better to deal with them pre-emptively than not, and have a fuss be made later. There are things that are completely out of her control, Maker knows, and she needs to make her peace with them.

Wine helps. So does the ambiance of the tavern, even if she sits alone. There's a homesickness that claws at her, though she refuses to let it take root too deeply. There's work to be done here, after all--

No. No work tonight. Just...relax. Listen to the music and the noise and the banter and try to let it go.

Easier said than done, but she'll muddle through it. Stubbornness is a Rutherford family trait, apparently.

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[foxsays]

“Why foolish? Pining comes from the heart, not the head, hope from that same place. They’re hard things not to listen to but foolish and fool are not always the same thing.”

Often they are but some people are too practical to make a habit of it and everyone she’s met from Ferelden thus far seems to fall reliably into that category of having an almost obstinately pragmatic view of the world and how things go, just getting on with it all.

So if she can’t help her talk it out…”A distraction then? Those I can offer in spades.”