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[keenly]

...Who's Deimos?

[sulahnan]

My-- [ Hard nope on that!! ] He's uh, Sten? The big Qunari I'm always draping over?

[keenly]

[A final blink. With this, he seems to come back to his body at last.]

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.

[sulahnan]

[ 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. ]

You don't have to apologize. I get it.

[ Like, really get it. ]

It's alright.

[keenly]

[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.]

Yseult knows it wasn't you?

[sulahnan]

Either that or she knows what kind of bastard Devigny was and doesn't care to pursue it.

[keenly]

[A gentle nod. He tries to push his concern back in the direction it belongs.]

How do you feel?

[sulahnan]

[ Lightly: ]

Exhausted, mostly.

[keenly]

[A nod. After a beat, he moves in to give her a gentle hug, still not sure how much touching he wants to do.]

[sulahnan]

[ 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.

[keenly]

[Another nod. His arms fold tightly, shoulders squeezing almost to his ears.]

He's gone for good, though. What's that like?

[sulahnan]

It's...

[ 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.

[keenly]

You're sure?

[She didn't get to see it happen. He can imagine it almost feels unreal.]

[sulahnan]

[ She shrugs a shoulder. ]

I dunno. It hasn't really sunk in yet.

[keenly]

I'm here whenever you need to talk. [Despite still looking like he might burst into tears.]

[sulahnan]

I'd rather talk about nice things with you. To break this cycle of trading pain for pain.

[keenly]

[His gaze lowers and turns away. He bites down gently on his lips, trying not to cry.]

I don't really have any nice things to talk about right now.