[Varric has no use for much of anything on the fourth floor. He wasn't much for hand-to-hand combat, and there was no way anyone was going to catch him in a poor deeper than himself. Nevertheless, he found himself up there, ambling about. He was more interested in the people, how they interacted with the place.]
[He paused at the door of the gym, staring in at the man therein. He paused, unsure of how to approach. He'd opted to give Killia space after everything that had happened. But a week was enough, and worry churned in his gut.]
gym
[He paused at the door of the gym, staring in at the man therein. He paused, unsure of how to approach. He'd opted to give Killia space after everything that had happened. But a week was enough, and worry churned in his gut.]
[Not that he'd let it show just yet.]
I think you killed it dead by now.