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[markwatney]

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[ombranera]

Please, I've watched you wrestle with Jonas. The moment he would get the upper hand you would start biting or stuffing grass down the back of his shirt.

[nobroth]

That's different.

[Okay, that gave too much away. Good job, Alistair.]

[ombranera]

Yes, I imagine wrestling with your warden was quite different.

[ She who must not be named. ]

[nobroth]

Talked with Hawke about that at that party, actually.

[Andraste's small graces, a subject change.]

Kind of... figured out that she got to me at the right time. I don't think I was ever anything but a tool to her. A sword she used against...

Well.

Usually mages.

Me loving her was convenient because it kept me loyal.

[ombranera]

There is a reason I do not befriend nobles. Even Jonas, though he meant well, had...habits. Fewer of them than he might have for being the second son, but habits none the less.

[nobroth]

And yet, here I am. A royal bastard. And your friend.

[ombranera]

You were raised with dogs and slept in a stable, handed off to the Chantry at the first opportunity. Have you any love of politics, Alistair? Any desire to look at those about you and see them as pawns?

No. Your uncle, perhaps, but you've expressed frustration and disgust enough with his machinations for me to know that has never been what lies in your heart.

Your blood may be noble, Alistair- but you are a stable boy.

[nobroth]

[He gave a faint laugh.]

True enough. More than anything else, I just... I don't know. I guess I wonder how much blood really counts. Sometimes, anyway. Most of the time, I just want to make sure there's a roof overhead and food on hand.

...It's going to be strange, not having you around for the next few nights.

[ombranera]

Unless it is tainted? Blood is blood. It is recommended to keep it inside of your body and not on my boots.

[ His voice goes thick for a moment before he corrects, sighing. ]

Dab one of your scarves with the oil I use for my hair if you miss me so dearly.

[nobroth]

Don't tempt me. I'll turn into the world's worst sap at this rate.

It is nice, though.

[ombranera]

You'd best not- it would take you months to find me.

[ Because sap runs slow in the winter...and. Things. ]

[nobroth]

Right now, judging by things, it's going to take me about four days because I'm out here with an axe and everything. I guess living on the run gives you some advantages when it comes to packing in a hurry.

[ombranera]

I'll be grateful for your practice later.

Anything you bring will make the rest of the journey a great deal simpler.

[nobroth]

I admit. Right now, I'm mostly just thinking about bringing you home.

I mean. Everyone else, too, but.

Mostly you.

[ombranera]

I can handle myself, Alistair.

[nobroth]

You think I don't know that? I just...

Overdeveloped protective instincts, I guess.

[ombranera]

Please. As if we both don't know were our positions reversed I'd be the exact same way.

[nobroth]

If it was me, you'd already be halfway up the mountain by now, ready to save me from my own ineptitude.

[ombranera]

As much shit as we've all given you- as much as I tease you? You aren't inept.

Careless with yourself, certainly, but the one job you do, you do well.

[nobroth]

It's my job to be hit so other people aren't.

[But it was only half a protest, really.]

[ombranera]

Fair enough. I will do my best not to be struck in your absence.

[nobroth]

Thank you - I'll take you up on that.