[ Brennan just laughs at the expression he catches on Solas' face when he glances back, his disdain for the Marcher city across the sea plan. Not that Brennan can blame him - he's not sure he'd ever want to settle in a place like Kirkwall either, despite all Varric's wheedling.
Laughing is not what he's feeling like doing when Solas shoots him that particular look a moment later, however. Dark lashes drop for a moment as he does his best to suppress a sudden shiver that has nothing to do with the night's chill.
For the record, Solas? That tone is cheating. ]
Oh?
[ He manages to get the word out while sounding relatively unaffected, a feat he's actually rather proud of, when he can feel the creep of heat up the back of his neck. ]
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Laughing is not what he's feeling like doing when Solas shoots him that particular look a moment later, however. Dark lashes drop for a moment as he does his best to suppress a sudden shiver that has nothing to do with the night's chill.
For the record, Solas? That tone is cheating. ]
Oh?
[ He manages to get the word out while sounding relatively unaffected, a feat he's actually rather proud of, when he can feel the creep of heat up the back of his neck. ]