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[aforethought]

WHO: Melys Auldwine + [ Malcolm Reynolds, Rafael, Bruce Banner ] + YOU!
WHAT: Arriving at Skyhold, some unexpectedly familiar faces, rampaging poultry.
WHEN: Mid-to-late Wintermarch, at various times.
WHERE: Skyhold.
NOTES: Language, feathery mayhem. Will add warnings as necessary.

Starters below. Please feel free to wildcard me!

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[ungovernable]

"I am sure," Benevenuta says, her smile brief and diffident but not unkind or disingenuous; she just isn't going to waste her breath or Melys' time piously arguing the philanthropic nature of the gesture. If it isn't trusted, banging a drum about the goodness of her heart is not going to make her more trustworthy, it's a matter of simply letting her actions speak for themselves.

What's made of them isn't irrelevant, certainly, and she does intend to make sure the actions she takes say what she wishes them to, but - that's a matter for hands, not mouths. If Melys wishes to assure her that she's doing sensible business, let her.

"Tell him to speak with me if there is any concern as to his employ," she instructs, beginning to draw up a message to be sent to Theraday with a runner, shortly. "I am easily enough found."

Clearly.

[aforethought]

"Will do, Councillor." Well, best not to look a gift — dog? — in the mouth. "My apologies on all the mix-up."

She's already standing to go. The sooner she's out of this spooky-polite exchange and can go hit something solid, the better.

"Figure it's best I don't take up no more of your time on this. Maker keep you."

And your little dog too.