I wanna get better

Morrigan was oblivious to the panic he was experiencing, until she stopped in the door of the nearest bedroom to study him. His pupils were dilated, he was stuttering. Not uncommon, but he wasn't usually upset about bedding her. Not if the mood was right.

What's bothering you? She tilted her head back, to study him. He looked as young as she did. Though she still appeared younger. It was better that way. You can get to know Asha again. You didn't know her before you died, anyway. It was a non-issue as far as she was concerned. Harsh, but that was the reality of being chosen as Morrigan's mate.

Well, once we find her... anyway. She murmured, under her breath. She tugged his hands again, and settled on the edge of the bed, watching him. And if you're worried about sex, well, we weren't much for sex. Or monogamy, either. What I don't find with you, I'll find with some poor, slightly interested sod with a shiny enough item to garner my interest. She patted the bed beside of herself.

If he sat down, she'd snuggle into his side, I just missed the snuggling. Nobody does it right. She murmured. She was not fond of physical touch; and yet Loghain got away with more than most.