[ Truly, he values what he has with Neria. It has been an absolute challenge to make face among the Inquisition and their troops, and he regrets the slip-ups he has had since. It's why he's begged Cassandra to find a replacement, but such a resolution apparently is unreachable. There is shame in that, guilt in knowing that he is certain he will falter in some way if this is to get worse. Can it get worse? Surely, the voices in his head getting louder and the tremors that wrack him at inopportune times could be considered the absolute worst in his progression. ]
[ At the very least, he has Neria, who seems to admire his efforts rather than outright pity him in the process. It's easier to let his walls down, to show weakness despite the continuing effort not to. ]
[ He makes his way to his desk, leaning against it with his hands pressed to the surface. Cullen looks down to what little papers are left upon it and shakes his head. ]
I'll be alright.
[ There's still much to do and little time to do it. Cullen has full intentions on picking up after himself and going back to work as soon as she leaves, and he knows better than to tell her in this state. ]
Thank you, my lady. Words cannot express what your support means to me.
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[ At the very least, he has Neria, who seems to admire his efforts rather than outright pity him in the process. It's easier to let his walls down, to show weakness despite the continuing effort not to. ]
[ He makes his way to his desk, leaning against it with his hands pressed to the surface. Cullen looks down to what little papers are left upon it and shakes his head. ]
I'll be alright.
[ There's still much to do and little time to do it. Cullen has full intentions on picking up after himself and going back to work as soon as she leaves, and he knows better than to tell her in this state. ]
Thank you, my lady. Words cannot express what your support means to me.