[To her, at least, it's nothing, especially when compared to everything Cullen has done. It's not fair that he has to suffer like this. It's not fair that this is the price he has to pay for trying to do something good and right.
Hissera had always wondered about human Templars, comparing them to Qunari Arvaarads and wondering why the Qun wouldn't take advantage of lyrium the way that the Chantry does. Now she understands.
For the sake of her back and his neck, she sits down on the ground. This way, she is roughly his height, and it's easier to see the pallor of his face and the way his shoulders shake. She takes the mug back without prompting, ignoring how it has spilled as she refills it again for him.] I know a spell that could warm you. Would you be okay with me using magic?
[It helped her mother sometimes, but other times it just made things worse. She's learned that it's best to ask first.]
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[To her, at least, it's nothing, especially when compared to everything Cullen has done. It's not fair that he has to suffer like this. It's not fair that this is the price he has to pay for trying to do something good and right.
Hissera had always wondered about human Templars, comparing them to Qunari Arvaarads and wondering why the Qun wouldn't take advantage of lyrium the way that the Chantry does. Now she understands.
For the sake of her back and his neck, she sits down on the ground. This way, she is roughly his height, and it's easier to see the pallor of his face and the way his shoulders shake. She takes the mug back without prompting, ignoring how it has spilled as she refills it again for him.] I know a spell that could warm you. Would you be okay with me using magic?
[It helped her mother sometimes, but other times it just made things worse. She's learned that it's best to ask first.]