Hawke was far too happy to hear that familiar tone enter his voice. It was ridiculous. She was reasonably adult; she should not be this moon-faced. But she was. So moon-faced. Besotted. Head over boot heels for her best friend.
She couldn’t help the soft, fond laughter. She couldn’t. Because of course Varric would offer that. His friend was hurting and he cared a whole lot about the whole lot of them. “Varric, NO,” but there was too much amusement and fondness and lingering laughter for the words to hold any bite. “I appreciate the offer, but it’s not necessary.”
AND THEN SHE DIDN’T KNOW WHAT CAME OVER HER. She had no bloody idea, but before she could think, before she could stop herself, before she could silently talk some sense into herself, she leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. “And the mental image of Fenris making a walk of shame back to his mansion will sustain me for weeks. Thank you.”
Oh she was so stupid. So. Stupid. Way to hide your true feelings, Hawke. Way to go!
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Date: 2017-11-19 12:44 pm (UTC)She couldn’t help the soft, fond laughter. She couldn’t. Because of course Varric would offer that. His friend was hurting and he cared a whole lot about the whole lot of them. “Varric, NO,” but there was too much amusement and fondness and lingering laughter for the words to hold any bite. “I appreciate the offer, but it’s not necessary.”
AND THEN SHE DIDN’T KNOW WHAT CAME OVER HER. She had no bloody idea, but before she could think, before she could stop herself, before she could silently talk some sense into herself, she leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. “And the mental image of Fenris making a walk of shame back to his mansion will sustain me for weeks. Thank you.”
Oh she was so stupid. So. Stupid. Way to hide your true feelings, Hawke. Way to go!