[ Leilani has her own, of course, but she'd never share it with Dorian. She doesn't want to influence him, to pressure him, to make him think or imagine something that he is not ready for. She is here to be his friend, to be at his side, to support him and cherish him and welcome him no matter what. That is what it means to be his friend and she recognises it, even if he doesn't recognise her. Dorian needs someone to stand at his side and support him, not someone to pressure him into things that he isn't ready for.
She can't look at Cyril and so she looks away, staring out into the distance of the forest, her stomach twisting into little knots. It's an idealistic thought, really - that the Inquisition might really be gone, that she might really choose to give it all up, that she could follow her heart and chase him all across Thedas.
What she knows is that she is the Inquisitor. She is the one that had been raised to that position, with that title - she might not have ever entertained the idea of being Herald but that is how people saw her. She can't imagine just giving all that up, and she feels so uncomfortable and on edge with the idea. Bowing her head, she breathes out a soft noise. ]
I'm not sure I can imagine a world where I am not Inquisitor in some shape or form. I could pass the title along, but people would know me for what I was.
[ Still, her hands clench and Leilani closes her eyes. ]
I want to redeem him. I want to show him that this world is worth saving, that... That we're worth it. Vir lath vir suledin. I want him to know that there is another path, and I would chase him to the end of the world to show him it. There must be a way, that is what I believe.
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She can't look at Cyril and so she looks away, staring out into the distance of the forest, her stomach twisting into little knots. It's an idealistic thought, really - that the Inquisition might really be gone, that she might really choose to give it all up, that she could follow her heart and chase him all across Thedas.
What she knows is that she is the Inquisitor. She is the one that had been raised to that position, with that title - she might not have ever entertained the idea of being Herald but that is how people saw her. She can't imagine just giving all that up, and she feels so uncomfortable and on edge with the idea. Bowing her head, she breathes out a soft noise. ]
I'm not sure I can imagine a world where I am not Inquisitor in some shape or form. I could pass the title along, but people would know me for what I was.
[ Still, her hands clench and Leilani closes her eyes. ]
I want to redeem him. I want to show him that this world is worth saving, that... That we're worth it. Vir lath vir suledin. I want him to know that there is another path, and I would chase him to the end of the world to show him it. There must be a way, that is what I believe.