She waves the question off. "You know I don't sleep."
(Except when she does.) Many of the nights they've spent talking about this or that and almost all of the instances of her assisting him as bait or as an extra pair of hands have occurred during bouts of insomnia that weren't appeased by a heavy blanket of rootsmoke. But there's no cloud about her now despite the ever present joint behind her knife-like ear.
And Isaac doesn't seem to be taking the out she's offering.
"I hear the Herald fielded questions from everyone. Did you get to ask one?"
(Her question, had she been there and not heading north to try and fist-fight Corypheus herself after rescuing Byerly, would probably have been somewhere along the lines of: "What the fuck is your problem?!")
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(Except when she does.) Many of the nights they've spent talking about this or that and almost all of the instances of her assisting him as bait or as an extra pair of hands have occurred during bouts of insomnia that weren't appeased by a heavy blanket of rootsmoke. But there's no cloud about her now despite the ever present joint behind her knife-like ear.
And Isaac doesn't seem to be taking the out she's offering.
"I hear the Herald fielded questions from everyone. Did you get to ask one?"
(Her question, had she been there and not heading north to try and fist-fight Corypheus herself after rescuing Byerly, would probably have been somewhere along the lines of: "What the fuck is your problem?!")