Varric expected the jokes and the teasing. What he didn't expect was how hard it would be. After so many years in the same city, with the same people, making his connections and extending his feelers in all directions, few things were truly hard anymore. There was difficulty all around, of course, and stress, and strain, but this? The kind of hard where your fingers froze and words choked in your throat and well-rehearsed patterns failed you?
He hadn't felt that since the thaig.
A little 'heh' of a smirk turned into a drink from his tankard long enough to try and collect himself. It shouldn't have been that hard. Come on, Tethras, you practiced this. A quip about chest hair, a joke about Bianca, maybe a snerk about not being into humans.
"You should be," he said quietly, before belatedly trying to turn it into something sarcastic. Yes, Hawke, look at how wonderful he is. Of course you should be flattered.
"So," he continued bravely, determinedly arranging his face into a neutral friend expression. "Is it true? Or are we adding this to the Wall of Bullshit?"
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Date: 2017-11-19 07:09 am (UTC)He hadn't felt that since the thaig.
A little 'heh' of a smirk turned into a drink from his tankard long enough to try and collect himself. It shouldn't have been that hard. Come on, Tethras, you practiced this. A quip about chest hair, a joke about Bianca, maybe a snerk about not being into humans.
"You should be," he said quietly, before belatedly trying to turn it into something sarcastic. Yes, Hawke, look at how wonderful he is. Of course you should be flattered.
"So," he continued bravely, determinedly arranging his face into a neutral friend expression. "Is it true? Or are we adding this to the Wall of Bullshit?"