[ It's surprising, to say the least, and that much is obvious from her expression. ]
You'd care what a dead woman might think of you after ten years? That's...dedication, at least.
[ Is that even the right word? Did he carry his guilt so tightly that he only thought of what she might say? Neria frowns, the shift in her expression more thoughtful than anything else. Her eyes drop to their hands, where his fingers brush over her palm, and to their knees that are seated together. She feels more at ease here than she should be allowed to, comfortable with him. Cullen has listened to her tonight and has been more accepting of her return than she would have initially expected.
But why hasn't he let her go after all this time? ]
I...did think highly of you, you should know, when we were in Kinloch Hold together.
[ That comes out a bit too intimate, and she smiles, silently chastising herself for it. ]
It isn't as if there were very cruel Templars there. Unlike some of the stories I've heard from other Circles, it was quiet until--
[ Until Uldred and Loghain, and everything going to the void in a hand basket. ]
But you weren't like some of the others. You didn't stare or make me feel uncomfortable. You didn't treat me like I was a monster. You saw me as a person. I had hoped that we would be... [ A pause. ] Maker, this sounds embarrassing. I hoped we would be good examples for others, that we could get along without being afraid of each other.
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You'd care what a dead woman might think of you after ten years? That's...dedication, at least.
[ Is that even the right word? Did he carry his guilt so tightly that he only thought of what she might say? Neria frowns, the shift in her expression more thoughtful than anything else. Her eyes drop to their hands, where his fingers brush over her palm, and to their knees that are seated together. She feels more at ease here than she should be allowed to, comfortable with him. Cullen has listened to her tonight and has been more accepting of her return than she would have initially expected.
But why hasn't he let her go after all this time? ]
I...did think highly of you, you should know, when we were in Kinloch Hold together.
[ That comes out a bit too intimate, and she smiles, silently chastising herself for it. ]
It isn't as if there were very cruel Templars there. Unlike some of the stories I've heard from other Circles, it was quiet until--
[ Until Uldred and Loghain, and everything going to the void in a hand basket. ]
But you weren't like some of the others. You didn't stare or make me feel uncomfortable. You didn't treat me like I was a monster. You saw me as a person. I had hoped that we would be... [ A pause. ] Maker, this sounds embarrassing. I hoped we would be good examples for others, that we could get along without being afraid of each other.