it's just what happens when your heart goes ablaze
Leliana is quiet as the conversation continues and, when Wolfbane clearly indicates that he would like some more privacy, she turns toward Jakub. Her face is apologetic—uncertain about how to proceed when the request seemed reasonable and yet, she herself would never dream of dismissing the man from their presence. “Find me later, Jakub,” she says quietly, angling her head so that her haze eyes could better study him. Her smile is gentle. “There is so much that the two of us need to catch up on.”
But the conversation does not pause and she cannot extract herself from it just yet.
So, she gives one more apologetic smile, dipping her head, and then moving forward with the other two stallions. Her shoulder brushes gently against Vulgaris’ and the trio walks in somewhat silence through the thickest of the growth that explodes around them—the marks of the Loess war long faded in its wake.
When they finally do pause, she finds herself tangled in her own thoughts, in her own concerns, and in her own questions. “I don’t know yet,” she answers honestly, never ashamed of the own limits she has found in her gift. Magic was not an unending well of power and it was certainly not without its cost.
She knew that more than most.
“But I imagine to give you some restraints, something for you to feel more in control, there would need to be some sort of counterweight—something to help with the balance.” She rolls a shoulder, unsure of herself and her abilities, before bringing her hazel eyes back to him, letting the honesty play out there.
“It would help to know more about the situation,” her gaze slides to Vulgaris, studying his familiar features and wondering what he might think of the situation, before returning to Wolfbane.
“And perhaps just seeing for myself what we are facing.”
— Leliana —
@[vulgaris]