[ A breathy laugh, because he doesn't know Deimos but somehow landed on the most unlikely descriptor for him. And, incidentally, one that Athessa believes is true. ]
[One Colin decides not to think about to hard just yet, given the man's a qunari and what qunari do to mages. Right now he needs to focus on what's real and what's not. Devigny is dead. It's 9:46 and they are both safe.]
[ She can respect that, being often touch-averse herself unless it's touching she initiates. So she pats him on the back and doesn't let the contact linger. ]
It's 9:46, we're both safe, your demon has been litigated and mine mortally vanquished, and the only bruise on my body that wasn't consensually received is this one where I hit my shin against a table leg in the dining hall.
[ How to describe the way she felt robbed when she found out? It's good that he's dead, sure. And for a brief moment after hearing Deimos say he did it for her, she felt relieved, even touched. But everything melted together and when it cooled she was left... indifferent. ]
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Deimos killed him.
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Good, [he says with a slightly more steely edge than one usually expects from him.] Good man.
[He unwinds and shakes his head.]
I'm sorry.
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You don't have to apologize. I get it.
[ Like, really get it. ]
It's alright.
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Yseult knows it wasn't you?
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How do you feel?
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Exhausted, mostly.
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It's 9:46, we're both safe, your demon has been litigated and mine mortally vanquished, and the only bruise on my body that wasn't consensually received is this one where I hit my shin against a table leg in the dining hall.
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He's gone for good, though. What's that like?
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[ How to describe the way she felt robbed when she found out? It's good that he's dead, sure. And for a brief moment after hearing Deimos say he did it for her, she felt relieved, even touched. But everything melted together and when it cooled she was left... indifferent. ]
It's fine.
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[She didn't get to see it happen. He can imagine it almost feels unreal.]
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I dunno. It hasn't really sunk in yet.
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I don't really have any nice things to talk about right now.