Demons hurt people. I don't want to be like that. I want to help.
[His hand brushes against the hand of the man — the body of the man — lying between them. It's starting to go cold. Sometimes helping means pushing back against the pain. Sometimes it means letting go. He's only just starting to see the difference, but he's been learning.]
The elvhen mage — Solas — he understands... She could have explained it, too. I found and followed her from the fortress where the Templars were hiding. I came back with the ones She saved. She was bright, glimmering, glowing through the darkness...
[When he speaks about her, his voice takes on a tone of reverence, adoration. A quiet intensity, like a person in prayer.
Then, it all sags out of him.]
But... She's not here anymore. The sky closed, and the shine scattered. The light all went away.
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[His hand brushes against the hand of the man — the body of the man — lying between them. It's starting to go cold. Sometimes helping means pushing back against the pain. Sometimes it means letting go. He's only just starting to see the difference, but he's been learning.]
The elvhen mage — Solas — he understands... She could have explained it, too. I found and followed her from the fortress where the Templars were hiding. I came back with the ones She saved. She was bright, glimmering, glowing through the darkness...
[When he speaks about her, his voice takes on a tone of reverence, adoration. A quiet intensity, like a person in prayer.
Then, it all sags out of him.]
But... She's not here anymore. The sky closed, and the shine scattered. The light all went away.