No bad vibes

Lyric hadn’t really met anyone that was well known before. Except for meeting Bethany, but that was more well known adjacent. She was doing her best not to act like a silly fangirl, because she imagined that it would probably make Aoife uncomfortable, at least it would her if she were in Aoife’s shoes. Though she also felt a bit silly for not having realised it sooner, especially since they were in the palace.

Oh, I’m sure you’re smart too. I mean there’s skill in fighting, sure anyone can figure out where to point the pointy end of a sword, but it takes smarts to fight someone and know tactics and such. Maybe not the same kind of smarts, but smarts is smarts. She babbled a bit, then nodded as they made their way to the garden.

Despite the fact that learning she was talking to THE Hawke from Kirkwall, she was a lot more at ease now and wasn’t fretting over her pitch to Sebastian as much as she had been. Then her eyes went wide as Hawke said she could ask three questions. Her brain suddenly went into a scramble, she adjusted Aria on her hip and thought, her face in a sort of scrunched up thinking pose.

Hm, ok, first question. Was the Arishok really over twelve feet tall? The stories I’ve heard he sounded ginormous even for a Qunari. Not that she’d been around many Qunari in her life, they didn’t generally end up in the Circle, but from what little she did know she expected them to be around eight feet tall.