open | with the sound of my heart

[sulahnan]

WHO: Athessa, Madi, Lucien, Skull, and YOU!!
WHAT: catch-all
WHEN: mostly Satinalia and later
WHERE: Kirkwall and The Gallows
NOTES: post-murderhaus h/c is gonna go here

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[sulahnan]

She sniffles and wipes at her face with his handkerchief before the order of rest sinks in.

"A week?!" The incredulity has enough momentum to it to make her sway on her feet, but she stays upright. Miserable, but standing. What's she supposed to do for a week without the use of her shoulder?

[keenly]

"And I want to see you once a day. Just pop in and I'll give you a bit more healing and maybe if you're very, very good, you won't need the full week. You're lucky. Without magic, you'd be laid up six at least."

[sulahnan]

"Maybe that ought to be how we persuade people to get healed by mages. You can either be laid up for six weeks, or one."

The words are there, but the feeling is absent for the joke to land proper. She sighs and nods, resigned.

"What time should I pop in?"

[keenly]

"Whenever you have time. It can even just be at the apartment, so long as it's sometime."

[sulahnan]

Another nod, and as if the contact serves as better proof that she's acknowledging her orders, she reaches out and touches his arm, just a slight grasp of fingers for one moment before her hand drops again.

"I will."

[keenly]

He reaches up to grasp her hand a little more tightly than intended.

"You need to stop this. Getting captured and tortured, it's absolutely the worst of your hobbies."

It's meant as a joke, but there's a slight tremor in his voice.

[sulahnan]

"We were just...closing a rift," she offers as defense, but it doesn't offer much comfort. This is just another occupational hazard.