[He leans back a bit, feeling judged. But then again he always felt judged around Justice. And maybe that was all in his head, or maybe had more to do with mortal justice being one thing and the entire concept of Justice sometimes being quite another.]
Even reassurance. And mortals have to eat you know, even if spirits don't.
[Marker he wishes Anders was here to deal with this and not him. It's uncomfortable enough knowing Justice is from before they'd ever met, judging by the body he's in. He had a hard enough time talking to the spirit before...
Oh Andraste's favorite smallclothes, did Anders even know Justice was here? Or the other way around? Excuse him if he looks a bit deer in the torchlight for a moment at the thought.]
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[He leans back a bit, feeling judged. But then again he always felt judged around Justice. And maybe that was all in his head, or maybe had more to do with mortal justice being one thing and the entire concept of Justice sometimes being quite another.]
Even reassurance. And mortals have to eat you know, even if spirits don't.
[Marker he wishes Anders was here to deal with this and not him. It's uncomfortable enough knowing Justice is from before they'd ever met, judging by the body he's in. He had a hard enough time talking to the spirit before...
Oh Andraste's favorite smallclothes, did Anders even know Justice was here? Or the other way around? Excuse him if he looks a bit deer in the torchlight for a moment at the thought.]