[ Lasulahn listens with great interest, hand light around Zevran's arm. He watches the floor in front of him at first, with only glances towards his companion, but by the time Zevran pauses, the Inquisitor is only watching the other elf, eyes a little wide and head tilted in curiosity. He's a polite listener, quiet but attentive.
He recalls Zevran mentioning something about 'twins', and while he knows Mabari are renowned for their intelligence, they cannot speak. Either a dwarf or a qunari then, both options that cause Lasulahn to grin before Zevran has continued his tale. ] Which came with you, then?
[ Though he doesn't realize it, his steps have become much surer. It is different than his normal barefoot, and his feet complain for the constriction, but his mind is elsewhere at the moment. ]
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He recalls Zevran mentioning something about 'twins', and while he knows Mabari are renowned for their intelligence, they cannot speak. Either a dwarf or a qunari then, both options that cause Lasulahn to grin before Zevran has continued his tale. ] Which came with you, then?
[ Though he doesn't realize it, his steps have become much surer. It is different than his normal barefoot, and his feet complain for the constriction, but his mind is elsewhere at the moment. ]