By talking with her, he's keeping her here. If he left, she could slip away into the fog of her dreams...
...her dreams, where she'll be wandering. Not freely, perhaps, but in ways he can't.
"An elven mage. He was here, before the Herald died. He led us to Skyhold." Now, only the people who were around at that time remember him. Cole once took it for granted that Solas would come back on his own, in time. He's starting to have his doubts.
"He likes the Fade. I don't know where to find him in the waking world, but he'd always come back there." There's a small seed of hope in telling her. Just on the off-chance. "He's... taller than most elves. His shadow stretches longer. And he hasn't got any hair."
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...her dreams, where she'll be wandering. Not freely, perhaps, but in ways he can't.
"An elven mage. He was here, before the Herald died. He led us to Skyhold." Now, only the people who were around at that time remember him. Cole once took it for granted that Solas would come back on his own, in time. He's starting to have his doubts.
"He likes the Fade. I don't know where to find him in the waking world, but he'd always come back there." There's a small seed of hope in telling her. Just on the off-chance. "He's... taller than most elves. His shadow stretches longer. And he hasn't got any hair."