[ Dorian moves, mostly for the purpose of not wishing to idly stand like he's awaiting a verdict. Disappearing into Bull's blindspot, compensating with a hand out to touch the wide band of leather that circles the qunari's thick waist. The stippling scrape of blunt fingernails. ]
Not very long after the soiree, [ he answers, casual in the face of a seemingly throwaway question. ] And you said it was easy, if I had any ideas. I thought I might make it easier.
[ He means the provision of rope. He also means this transaction: gesture, code, implication. ]
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Not very long after the soiree, [ he answers, casual in the face of a seemingly throwaway question. ] And you said it was easy, if I had any ideas. I thought I might make it easier.
[ He means the provision of rope. He also means this transaction: gesture, code, implication. ]