When life gives you melons, you might be dyslexic.

Her brow furrowed a little deeper as he shrugged. Kids felt things, even grown ones. [color=#0074d9]“Still have to check in, Dad,”[/color] her smirk spread, quickly falling into a series of snickers. Sobering quickly, Leaf offered the only advice she could think of, perhaps what maybe she’d have hoped for from her own father at one point. [color=#0074d9]“Just… keep listening, pay attention. Kids can bury shit they don’t even realise is bothering them. You’ll be set then.” [/color]

At offering advice, Leaf pulled a face. [color=#0074d9]“Heh, yeah, cos I don’t have my own problems with my demon…”[/color] Rolling her eyes a little she struggled to find the words at first. The admission was never easy to admit. [color=#0074d9]“It’s not simple. It’s not black and white. Everyone's experience is different and in some ways I envy that she and hers can coexist, Korr and I … well, there’s a reason I left Kirkwall. Nearly proved them all right if I hadn’t got a hold on him.” [/color]

Leaning her body forwards, Leaf’s arms rested on top of her thighs, gaze staring off. [color=#0074d9]“For us, it can feel like having an unwanted guest in your very body and mind, who knows and has nearly complete access to every part of you. A boiling point is unavoidable.”[/color] She understood his distrust, her own was deeply rooted given her past experiences. [color=#0074d9]“Don’t make a face, but I’ve… been speaking to Circle people regarding helping me out with mine.” [/color]Glancing over, Leaf narrowed her eyes, daring him to make a face. [color=#0074d9]“Do. Not. Make. The. Face.” [/color]

Her, the Champion of Kirkwall, seeking out the Circle for help. No one would believe it.