A laugh rumbled out from Ruth’s chest. “It is common among us deserters. Every clan is different as is every reason, though I’ll admit love is one of the better ones. If still stupid.” His head would give a small shake, arms stretching out a falling behind so his head could rest more comfortably. After a moment Ruth’s lips pursed, “My reasons were simple. My Father is an unfeeling, tyrant who’d rather see me cease to exist than take another breath.”
It wasn’t said in an attempt at garnering sympathy, Ruth dealt largely in facts and this was one about him that often spared him any further questioning. Again he’d shrug, “lucky for everyone I enjoy being too much of a pain in the ass to quit breathing.” If he could continue to annoy his friends and stick it to the man, he would always do so.
“Busy, busy. I’ve had a few run-ins with a Jenny or two.” He hadn’t, at least not the Jennies Zevran was talking about. “The past helps us now, given it’s walking and talking about Thedas.” He just had to think about Megara and how his best friend was now sharing their body, mind, consciousness with an Ancient soul.
Without missing a beat, Ruth’s quipped, “Maybe I just haven’t had the right dessert.”
It wasn’t said in an attempt at garnering sympathy, Ruth dealt largely in facts and this was one about him that often spared him any further questioning. Again he’d shrug, “lucky for everyone I enjoy being too much of a pain in the ass to quit breathing.” If he could continue to annoy his friends and stick it to the man, he would always do so.
“Busy, busy. I’ve had a few run-ins with a Jenny or two.” He hadn’t, at least not the Jennies Zevran was talking about. “The past helps us now, given it’s walking and talking about Thedas.” He just had to think about Megara and how his best friend was now sharing their body, mind, consciousness with an Ancient soul.
Without missing a beat, Ruth’s quipped, “Maybe I just haven’t had the right dessert.”
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