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[samahl]

I'm sorry I got too scared to give it to you.

If we make it home, maybe I will then. I still have it.

[nehraachargers]

[Too scared? Wait.]

You do?

[samahl]

Yes. In the house that Varric gave me in Kirkwall.

[nehraachargers]

What is it?

[His gut tells him that he knows. But maybe that's just wishful thinking. Maybe he just wants to not get his hopes up and have the guy run away again. He won't ever admit it but it hurt so bad just it happening one time.]

[samahl]

[It takes a second for him to reply. He types and deletes it a couple of times.]

A dragon tooth. Split in two.

[nehraachargers]

[His gut was right. Shit, that maybe hits harder because he doesn't know if Cyril would give it to him now. He talks about it but...

Would he?]

Yeah. I know I would like that gift.

[It's all he can think to say.]

[samahl]

You would?

[nehraachargers]

Yeah. I would.

[samahl]

Why? I let you down once. What's going to stop me from doing it again?

[nehraachargers]

I'll still have your back whether you run from me or not. I'm yours in whatever what you'll have me.

[samahl]

You realize even now I'm writing this to you instead of speaking because the idea of saying any of it makes my throat feel like it's closed up.

[nehraachargers]

Yeah. I know.

>voice

[samahl]

[After another bout of typing and deleting, Cyril calls him.]

[nehraachargers]

[He's actually surprised to see the call. Genuinely surprised. He swallows and answers.]

[samahl]

Hi Bull.

[nehraachargers]

Hey boss.

[samahl]

[He takes a breath.] I'm sorry to spring this all on you.

[nehraachargers]

It's alright. Sometimes that's what happens.

[samahl]

I...

I told Linneus about you. About how I feel about you. He told me to tell you.

[nehraachargers]

[A worse person would tell Linneus that he still hasn't fully told him yet. That he still needs to say the words. But Bull isn't like that. Never has been. Never will be.]

Yeah? Must have been one hell of a conversation.

[samahl]

It was... A lot.

It was a lot to tell someone that I would be willing to give a piece of my soul to you.

I wish I was brave enough to tell you first.

[nehraachargers]

You would give a piece of your soul to me?

[That's...really huge. Even if Cyril had to tell someone else first.]

[samahl]

Isn't that what the dragon tooth means? Our souls are bound?

It has been a few years since you told me about it.

[nehraachargers]

Yeah. [He laughs softly.]

Yeah it does.

[But they don't have the tooth here. And hearing the words after all this time... It's getting to him.]

[samahl]

Bull...

I know how this place works. One day, we're going to find ourselves locked in an elevator and they'll pump some kind of truth gas into the air, or we'll go to lunch and it will turn out all of the bread has flour that makes people share their emotions, or we'll end up in the wilderness and all of the wood will make fires that share secrets or memories of those who look into it together... And, also, somehow all of those will have powerful aphrodisiac mixed in. Because that's what they care about. How to destroy you and make you fuck.

I don't want my truth to be torn out of me that way.

I've been so scared to tell you and every day that passes between that day I ruined things with you and now it seems even more daunting to tell you, but if this place ends up forcing me to tell you...

I don't know if I'll ever be okay with that.