[ He's quiet for a stretch, because he's doing that thing people do where they're so helplessly angry and resignedly miserable that it hurts like a bruise to move. But he recovers! Because human (& elven &c.) resilience both physical and mental is very remarkable that way. ]
The nerve, [ re lute. ] I think that's worth another mouse.
...I'm sorry, Alistair. But...don't worry, okay? Zevran has many friends, and all of us, we'll keep him safe. I promise. Michel is nothing to waste your time with. I was just...ranting, angrily.
And you're a hundred times better than he is, anyway. I did the math.
Well, I mean--If I stayed with you, it would be my space, too, right? Just yours, as well. I don't mind sharing with you, I just want to be able to...call a place mine. To be able to put up some of the things my brother sent me, and have a space where people I don't even know can't just barge in.
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The nerve, [ re lute. ] I think that's worth another mouse.
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And you're a hundred times better than he is, anyway. I did the math.
[ Harrumph. ]
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[ But not going to dwell la la la, this is a happy occasion. ]
You don't have to stay with me if you want your own space. I didn't think about that. We could be neighbors and talk through the tent walls.
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You're allowed to barge in, though.
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[ Human thing. ]
In that case, please come live with me. I'm so lonely. I'll scratch your name into the ice outside the flaps and everything.