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I'm interested. Of course I am.

How about you meet me in the big one tonight then?

Oh. I. Uh... Well...

[He's so flustered. Something that Bull gets to hear to it's fullest because of the audio format. Practically the sound of a man blushing.]

Yes. I could meet you there.

Only if you want to, no pressure to do anything.

When should I meet you?

[He isn't backing down from this offer.]

By the fountain, I'll take you to the watchtower.

Ah, but when, my friend?

At dusk, that is when we change the watch in the tower.

I'll be there, waiting for you. I'd jokingly say with bells on, but I lack any.

[ When dusk comes Bull is waiting at the bottom of the watchtower, he got a big grin on his face when he sees who it is approaching. ]

You ready for this?

[Ready? Reeve shakes his head as he approaches. No, he's not entirely ready. He's not been up in one of these yet. Just evaluated them from the outside.]

Should do it anyway.

I'll be right there with you and it is safe, alright?

[ he reaches out to place a large hand on Reeve's back for comfort ]

[Reeve smiles softly at the Qunari, quite thankful. He hesitates for half a moment before climbing up. Okay. Up. Heights. That he didn't build. With no windows. He can... he can handle this.]

Please just don't push me over the edge by accident.

I won't, I promise. It is very safe, it can hold me easily and if you stay near the centre it is far from the edge. I'll be right there.

[Reeve nods, as if that is truly a comfort to him. And it is, truly it is. He stands in the center and that isn't much of an issue, because he isn't close to the edge. Still... it seems a bit fruitless to be up here and not move closer to the edge.]

Will it support both you and me?

Yes, it's built to hold multiple people. We've had a lot of people up here.

[ Bull reaches out to place a hand on his shoulder just to steady him. ][ ]

[He's pretty steady, thanks, but Reeve does relax a little at the hand on his shoulder.]

I grew up on a farm. Low land was really my preference. Of course then I ended up living in a city on silts effectively.

A city on stilts? Like over water?

No. Over the land. Over another city, one of slums and poverty. They killed that city, and...

[And he helped. Too bad he doesn't know how to handle things.]

I worked in a tower on that plate. I worked in the sky while the earth rotted.

[ Bull frowns and tries to imagine it. Then he shakes his head. ]

In my experience a lot of people in your kind of situation doesn't really know what is going on in the slums

My job was to know. I was not just an architect. I was Urban Development. I was responsible for those people. For making their lives better. But I was the one who made it rot.

[He carries many weights on his shoulders, and this one was one of the heavier ones.]

[ Bull raises an eyebrow at that and then reaches out to stroke Reeve's shoulders ]

We all fuck up. All you can do is apologize, learn and do better in the future.

[It's a kind, soothing touch, and Reeve can't help but lean into it.]

I try my best. But how does one atone when they are here?

You help people here, you listen to the stories of people from a different life than you and you try to remember when you go home so you can do better.

Sounds like a plan. If we ever get to go home.

[He's been trying to make things better. But there is only so much he can manage.]

I will feel bad if I do go. And yet I want to be home. I know my friends will manage without me, but my sins will never be dealt with here. I can't heal this planet to make up for what i did to that one.

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