Broken Solider, Silent Warfare

[color=#0074d9]“They are really fortunate that things aren’t the same as they were when I was a child. Less running and hiding, for one thing.” [/color]

Her brows wrinkled, eyes squinting a little, completely unsure so sought clarification, [color=#0074d9]“How… exactly should I view it?”[/color] Genuinely, she was curious. [color=#0074d9]“Korr could at least find a new person to torment, whereas being ash is not fun for me.”[/color] Somewhere, in the back of her mind was her mother chiding her for sassing the Enchanter. [color=#0074d9]“Sorry, I should mind my tone, but I’m not the booksmart Hawke. I’m the blunt instrument.” [/color]

Watching him, Aoife listened, growing more attentive as he proposed an idea. [color=#0074d9]“I’ve had enough of suicidal situations, yes, so a pill without would be helpful. I could at least…”[/color] A scowl planted itself across her lips suddenly, eyes closing over in an effort to swallow the slight tremor. [color=#0074d9]“Shut. It” [/color]

[color=#c10300]I will resist. [/color]

[color=#0074d9]You will tire, like you did last time. Put a sock in it. [/color]

[color=#0074d9]“So… tranquil, without the full loss? I would still be able to perform my duties, protecting Se-err Prince Sebastian?” [/color]