trusthell | And it's the stars, the stars that lie to you.

[This week, Varric opted to take a page from Vanille’s book. Gathering everyone together after the roller-coaster that the first trial had been proved to be somewhat cathartic for himself. He hoped that it would prove to do the same for the others.]

[He wasn’t alone, of course, having found himself blessed with the most ragtag team of chefs and party-planners. He might have had words for and thoughts on Elda and Kimbley, Mikazuki was welcome company, and he wasn’t about to turn away potential allies, even in a fight as simple as cooking dinner.]

[Once everyone’s set to a task, baking a cake, brewing tea, or stirring stew (the only task Varric could think to assign Elda to), Varric excused himself to his room. His first task was writing up cards, each personally titled and signed by Varric.]

Food in the Library. 5 p.m. Don’t spend the night alone.

[Each note was slid under a door and accompanied by a single rap on the wood.]

[With his tasks completed, Varric returned to the kitchen to put out any potential fires and, with luck, set the food out. A table in the library would be adorned with plenty of tea, cake, pancakes courtesy of Viktor, and stew thanks mostly to Varric (sorry, Elda).]

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[THAT ANSWERS LITERALLY NOTHING?]

Well, I've got great news for you, buddy! You're not! Can't name a time you've ever been half as ill-tempered as she is!

Besides just now.

[...Look, at least he's self aware.]

That's not what I meant.

[... Besides now!]

Then use your damn words and tell me what you mean. I ain't gonna know otherwise.

[johtrio is a+ at communication]

...She's acting like me before I met you.

[...]

Only a lot less dead in the face.

[...]

You were pretty dead in the face.

[that's. not the point. but he's not stopping his teasing roll either]

You sayin' I changed your life that much? Maaan, never thought I'd live to see the day I heard you sayin' something like that! That's one to write home about!

...It's true. Don't rub it in.

[...]

I'm still pretty dead in the face.

[... oh my god, you are so sincere right now? what does he do with that besides

i don't know

die a little? feel warm fuzzies? drag him into a chokehold hug? yeah, that sounds good, stay #manly]

Something you learn when you're around people and not Pokémon and trees, Silver. That's the one good thing about this place.

[-Why didn't he anticipate this.]

Please let go.

[Come on Gold, this is at a bad angle, his stomach hurts from the punches, have mercy-]

[This is a terrible angle, he knows, and he'll give Silver a noogie before letting him go.]

Don't get yourself killed by the lady, alright? And definitely not over somethin' like that -- the reason you and her ain't ever gonna be the same again is because even without me around, you're a better person now. Got it?

[... Got it?????]

...I just wanted her to know that she doesn't have to be alone. That's all.

[God damn, he lectures Gold all the time, and then he has the big moments...]

Remember how long it took you to accept that?

...That's different. You were an annoying jerk who kept getting in my way.

[He's pinching Silver's cheek.]

And what the hell do you think she thinks of you? You're just some smartmouthin' brat, the hell do you know about her? Just keep it up and she won't realize how used to you she's gotten 'til it's too late.