[ He listens with rapt attention as this handsome stranger prattles off some vaguely correct facts about himself. They're right enough that this man had to know someone, and this wasn't some sort of divine providence that he may or may not believe in. The smile on his face spreads into something between predatory and amused. Pretty much the same thing in Tevinter, right?
Has anyone invented the slow-clap yet? If not, he may be responsible for that, too. ]
Well done. Now that we've muddled through that, who sent you?
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Has anyone invented the slow-clap yet? If not, he may be responsible for that, too. ]
Well done. Now that we've muddled through that, who sent you?