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WHO: Cyril and Taashath
WHAT: Taashath and Cyril both partake in some comfort.
WHEN: Post Crow Plot
WHERE: Skyhold
NOTES: None. This, shockingly, will likely not end in nsfw land.

Cyril knew that the rescue had been successful thanks to Korrin. Merrick had woken and was recovering. He should feel better. There is relief there, of course, but he still felt so tight and uncomfortable. It was as if his body hadn't quite caught up with the news.

He was pretty good at pretending everything was all right though, and someone who looked at him casually probably wouldn't see the exhaustion that was threatening to take over. It helped that he covered dark circles with expert skill.

He wanted to check on Taashath to make sure that he was all right but more than that he just wanted to be around a comforting presence. Taashath felt solid, like a foundation to relax against. Cyril wanted to make sure all of his friends pieces were intact after battle as well, but he still felt guilty for wanting something to rely on. Who knew what state Taas was in?

When he saw Taashath he slid into his line of sight and waved in a contained motion. It was a visual tentative hello.

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Taas looks a bit like a mess when Cyril finds him, hair loose from the normal bun and deep-set tiredness in his eyes. Unfortunately he didn't have the same makeup skills as the elf, so those dark circles were quite prominent and his skin was still raw in places from the acids of the flesh golem they had fought.

...so it's a relief to see something that makes him happy. Someone.

He smiles, standing up to meet the pale elf. "Hey, gorgeous..." He says softly. and there's a bit of hesitation in his voice, worry that it had been spread all over Skyhold how he had lost control during the battle.