I wanna get better

The price, he hadn’t really pressed that, he hadn’t really wanted her to pay any price for him, but the genie was out of the bottle, there was no turning back no, so there was no use in dwelling on it. He was happy to have her back in his arms, even if his broody expression that he usually wore didn’t exactly portray those feelings, they were there. That was the nice thing about Morrigan, he didn’t have to be anyone other than himself with her.

Well, I guess we’ll find out eventually. He wasn’t sure if there was one outcome above others that he was hoping for. He didn’t like the idea that he could get attached to her just to have her ripped away, so perhaps he hoped that either she’d disappear before he had a chance to get attached, or that if he did get attached that they’d be around permanently. As to the Asha situation, he opted not to comment on the fact Lana had done most of the raising, though he wasn’t altogether surprised either, knowing Morrigan like he did.

Might want to start with your enemies, or Lana’s enemies. He imagined both had their share of enemies that they’d accumulated over the years. Though there were his enemies as well he supposed, even if he didn’t remember having a daughter named Asha, that didn’t mean his enemies had forgotten. Granted a lot of his enemies were the good people of Ferelden who refused to get over his actions back during the Fifth Blight, not the sort of people he imagined would use a child as a pawn for revenge. As the conversation moved back around to Echo, he looked around and nodded. Then smirked as a thought occurred to him.

At least she’s not an infant, no nappies to change or midnight feedings to deal with. He himself didn’t remember all the help he’d been with Asha as a baby, so from his perspective he’d never really helped with that phase of life. Not with Anora and also not with Kieran.