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[glandival]

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[byblow]

Mm, yes you do. [ —is quieter, one part suggestive and two parts affectionate.

A beat later he's back to his louder I don't want to be overheard by this entire camp discussing your underclothes quasi-whisper. ]

Let me know when I can bring them to you, and in the meantime I'll think about whether I want to stay selfless or burn the no-touching ones.

[glandival]

You would walk for an hour uphill through ice and snow just to deliver me knickers? Tu es tellement gentil.

I stink of horses now. I should eat something and bathe, first.

[byblow]

[ He would walk an hour uphill through snow and ice just to see her!!!! he does not say, because he's old enough to have some shame now. A small amount.

Anyway, he once walked from Orzammar to Redcliffe to get a sword. Not even a good sword.

You could bathe while I walk and eat with me. Or eat while I walk and—

[ His eyebrow thing is nearly audible. And ridiculous. He'd never. Not in the springs where there are other people. ]

[glandival]

You are full of promises.

[ He would never. Sabine, on the other hand-- ]

Are you suggesting that you do not need to bathe?

[byblow]

[ He needs a moment and a heh before he can tease again. Maybe he'll wear the no-touch knickers. ]

Fereldan secret: we smell the same no matter how often we bathe. And we like women who smell like stables. If you haven't bathed before I'm there I might try to stop you.

[glandival]

I might let you if I did not wish to try on these new rifter undergarments. You are certain they are not full of demons?

[byblow]

I'm—

[ Sure? No. ]

—bringing a sword.