[ She lets her smile dim just a little bit, and lowers her head and pushes her hair to the side like there's some hidden sadness behind this answer. Like it's hard for her to give. She makes herself sound just a little hesitant, just a touch tentative - but only a little bit, because she also needs to sound like she's someone who's chipper and optimistic in spite of it all. Brave-and-a-little-wounded-and-good-natured-and-not-willing-to-let-herself-be-dragged-down-by-dark-memories - that's the effect she's going for. ]
And the tall walls. And the many, many very competent soldiers. It's not an easy life out there for a girl with a pony-cart, even a very clever and resourceful one. Even with the threat from Corypheus, it's safer here, in Skyhold - especially since in an emergency, I know the tavern's going to be the best-defended building. The Inquisition likes its wine.
[ She gives a little laugh and, very genuinely - not in an effort to manipulate or anything, in genuine kindness - ]
Disallowed. You'd share bedding with the rest of us. If you were working here, we'd take care of you, same as anyone else. [ And then, with a grin: ] Besides, you look like you'd be big and warm - a nice radiator to have nearby.
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[ She says that a little ruefully, but then flashes a grin at him. ]
Though the company of amazing coworkers has to be worth something.
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[ He's grinning back--not as brightly as he would with more sleep and fewer worries, but good enough. ]
Is that what has you barmaiding for the Inquisition? The good company?
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[ She lets her smile dim just a little bit, and lowers her head and pushes her hair to the side like there's some hidden sadness behind this answer. Like it's hard for her to give. She makes herself sound just a little hesitant, just a touch tentative - but only a little bit, because she also needs to sound like she's someone who's chipper and optimistic in spite of it all. Brave-and-a-little-wounded-and-good-natured-and-not-willing-to-let-herself-be-dragged-down-by-dark-memories - that's the effect she's going for. ]
And the tall walls. And the many, many very competent soldiers. It's not an easy life out there for a girl with a pony-cart, even a very clever and resourceful one. Even with the threat from Corypheus, it's safer here, in Skyhold - especially since in an emergency, I know the tavern's going to be the best-defended building. The Inquisition likes its wine.
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That's good thinking. Maybe I should move in here instead. What's the policy on sleeping under the tables?
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Disallowed. You'd share bedding with the rest of us. If you were working here, we'd take care of you, same as anyone else. [ And then, with a grin: ] Besides, you look like you'd be big and warm - a nice radiator to have nearby.
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[ More or less. ]
How old are you?
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Seventeen.
[ And then, for some reason she doesn't wholly understand, she feels impelled to add: ]
Plenty old.