"You say that like you aren't the reason why I've stayed in Kirkwall this long in the first place."
Because really, what did Kirkwall have for him without her here? That he had ended up in the city in the first place had been a matter of chance and survival. She had factored greatly into that reasoning for his decision to stay. And then eventually...she had become the only reason. Certainly there were things about Kirkwall itself that he had grown fond of, but none of them were enough to make him stay. Fenris felt no real duty or obligation to the city.
Fenris folds his arms, peering at her suspiciously, as though he could unwind all of Hawke's words to find what she is too reluctant to say with a look.
"Do you really think this city is going to be more restful now, than before, after what happened?"
She lets out a bitter laugh at that, because he's right. "It's Kirkwall. The city's never known rest, even before the..." Mage unrest, templars' corruption, Chantry going boom? She has been saved from execution simply by having been proclaimed the Champion, but at this point there have been so many petitions (for her marriage, for her arrest, for her punishment, for her exultation) that she knew for weeks her days in Kirkwall would be numbered.
Maybe Varric's letter just gives her the excuse. She pulls a face. "I'm not sure how long its generosity towards me will last," with generosity dripped in sarcasm, because Kirkwall mostly takes. "But I - wait."
His words finally sink in, amidst all her layers of sass, and for a moment she is startled into silence. "I'm the reason you stay here?"
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Because really, what did Kirkwall have for him without her here? That he had ended up in the city in the first place had been a matter of chance and survival. She had factored greatly into that reasoning for his decision to stay. And then eventually...she had become the only reason. Certainly there were things about Kirkwall itself that he had grown fond of, but none of them were enough to make him stay. Fenris felt no real duty or obligation to the city.
Fenris folds his arms, peering at her suspiciously, as though he could unwind all of Hawke's words to find what she is too reluctant to say with a look.
"Do you really think this city is going to be more restful now, than before, after what happened?"
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Maybe Varric's letter just gives her the excuse. She pulls a face. "I'm not sure how long its generosity towards me will last," with generosity dripped in sarcasm, because Kirkwall mostly takes. "But I - wait."
His words finally sink in, amidst all her layers of sass, and for a moment she is startled into silence. "I'm the reason you stay here?"