Ruth’s smirk only widened with the lack of reaction. The stranger might try to brush off his crassness and display of complete self-confidence in his abilities, but the healer wouldn’t be so easily deterred. Not when they were in his workspace, a place he considered sacred. Furthering the mind wasn’t possible with nattering idiots and scholars fighting over bias conclusions and secondhand accounts when the written word was right there. His years with the Inquisition only cemented the fact that he was a better researcher alone, than hampered by half-wits. Solas, granted, was one of the better ones, but Ruth had long suspected he’d known more. He’d still been taken aback by the man’s true identity though.
He was quickly beginning to realise that his most comforting interest had all too real and living people from that time waking up and causing havoc. Perfect. People. Where motivations and agenda’s played parts, deception and exaggeration, others. Only the Stoner didn’t lie to him, or when she did it was wholly obvious and dripping with sarcasm. He grinned while shadowing his visitor. The shard had one major improvement on the she-elf, her nerves had steadied, confidence in her own standing matured under the souls guidance. Not that he’d ever admit it to her face.
The answer to his question had Ruth’s back straightening with a mounting tension. His eye blinked, excuse me, deliberately until an unfamiliar yet comforting presence rippled at the edge of his senses and out his own mouth.
[color=#cccccc]Revas. It has been many… many years. Do not mind Rut’theran, his past has hardened him, but he is a gentle one. [/color]
“...Um… what the fuck?”
You never talk to me and now all of a sudden, you're all chummy with the new man? what the hell?
He was quickly beginning to realise that his most comforting interest had all too real and living people from that time waking up and causing havoc. Perfect. People. Where motivations and agenda’s played parts, deception and exaggeration, others. Only the Stoner didn’t lie to him, or when she did it was wholly obvious and dripping with sarcasm. He grinned while shadowing his visitor. The shard had one major improvement on the she-elf, her nerves had steadied, confidence in her own standing matured under the souls guidance. Not that he’d ever admit it to her face.
The answer to his question had Ruth’s back straightening with a mounting tension. His eye blinked, excuse me, deliberately until an unfamiliar yet comforting presence rippled at the edge of his senses and out his own mouth.
[color=#cccccc]Revas. It has been many… many years. Do not mind Rut’theran, his past has hardened him, but he is a gentle one. [/color]
“...Um… what the fuck?”
You never talk to me and now all of a sudden, you're all chummy with the new man? what the hell?
11-24-2023, 06:18 PM
