Solas walking in his dreams. Corypheus crawling out of a Grey Warden, dragging gut behind him. Dorian setting fire to their bedsheets...
He twitches, hand jerking in a painful spasm, and clenches his jaw tight.]
...Did she come back? [He asked suddenly, a murmur from between his teeth.] Your friend. The one that.... I've heard it's not the same here. But maybe.... we can go home.
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Solas walking in his dreams. Corypheus crawling out of a Grey Warden, dragging gut behind him. Dorian setting fire to their bedsheets...
He twitches, hand jerking in a painful spasm, and clenches his jaw tight.]
...Did she come back? [He asked suddenly, a murmur from between his teeth.] Your friend. The one that.... I've heard it's not the same here. But maybe.... we can go home.