“Those tactics the Inquisition employs do not begin and end at sea.”
As he obviously knows. Having started half a rebellion over it. Fingers
splay briefly, recurl.
“I return for Minrathous within a day — perhaps two — bearing the advice
and demands of a man in no position to give either." Flint's own place may
go unspoken: She wouldn't be here for one if not an attempt to placate the
other. "Decisions need be made. I would know what stayed your hand.”
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If the barb of that unspoken point finds him, it shows only in a flickering shift in his browline, some there and gone uncalculated tension at the corner of his pale eyes. But he doesn't glance past her to be certain of the door or the noise from the tavern's main room; his concerns about being overheard in this place largely have to do with what whispers might find their way back to the woman in this room and others like her.
"I'm sure you've heard all manner of reasons for why we came here, but you should know that it wasn't with the intention of making some new enemy." As it turns out, they have more than enough of those. "The Inquisition's fight, what Orlais is facing, what we've come from - they're the same war. Staying my hand"--to borrow her words--"on the condition that our guest be conveyed here in secret and that his presence continue in that vein until a more permanent decision could be made seemed like the most rational way to demonstrate my commitment to that."
He could leave it there.
"Had that not been the compromise on offer or if I didn't think someone in a position to influence that more permanent solution could be made to see reason with regard to the danger he represents to our ability to fight this shared war, then I imagine we'd be having this conversation under different circumstances."
In whatever moldering dungeon that must sit under the Gallows, for example.
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“Those tactics the Inquisition employs do not begin and end at sea.”
As he obviously knows. Having started half a rebellion over it. Fingers splay briefly, recurl.
“I return for Minrathous within a day — perhaps two — bearing the advice and demands of a man in no position to give either." Flint's own place may go unspoken: She wouldn't be here for one if not an attempt to placate the other. "Decisions need be made. I would know what stayed your hand.”
but wallace shawn tho
"I'm sure you've heard all manner of reasons for why we came here, but you should know that it wasn't with the intention of making some new enemy." As it turns out, they have more than enough of those. "The Inquisition's fight, what Orlais is facing, what we've come from - they're the same war. Staying my hand"--to borrow her words--"on the condition that our guest be conveyed here in secret and that his presence continue in that vein until a more permanent decision could be made seemed like the most rational way to demonstrate my commitment to that."
He could leave it there.
"Had that not been the compromise on offer or if I didn't think someone in a position to influence that more permanent solution could be made to see reason with regard to the danger he represents to our ability to fight this shared war, then I imagine we'd be having this conversation under different circumstances."
In whatever moldering dungeon that must sit under the Gallows, for example.