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ellis ginsberg. ([personal profile] heorte) wrote 2021-08-26 04:18 am (UTC)

There is a recognizable quality in that quiet.

Ellis had taught himself some similar skill, how to weather something destructive until it's been winnowed down to nothing. (Ellis' temper isn't absent, only deadened and dulled to almost-lifeless embers through year of strict practice.) The quiet stretches, unbroken, with Thot's casual movements under his hand noted distantly at the edges of his attention, some minor fraction spared from his study of Richard's face.

"You'd miss her."

His eyes don't drop to his lap to the cat in question.

"You could come with me to Skyhold," is a halving, an assessment of risks. Skyhold, but not Ansburg, not Weisshupt. It's not so dissimilar to what he had considered with Holden on the road. It is an offering, an outstretched hand.

It does not feel to Ellis that Skyhold is Richard's preferred destination. But it's at the very least the beginning point.

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