Alistair's chest clenches tighter as he watches him go.
He can't go after him. It's...almost easier, knowing that. Like another piece of the illusion has shed itself and taken a bit of his fear with it. He can stop dreading the arrival of something awful, because it's finally arrived.
Maybe Kieran will be next, he thinks with a distant curiosity. He'll bring him to Leliana, and he'll just -- vanish. But it's all right. The more pieces that fall away, the more he'll be ready to fight.
It'll be all right.
(In death -- )
As soon as the sun rises, Kieran descends the ladder. Alistair offers a faint smile before they go to the rookery.
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He can't go after him. It's...almost easier, knowing that. Like another piece of the illusion has shed itself and taken a bit of his fear with it. He can stop dreading the arrival of something awful, because it's finally arrived.
Maybe Kieran will be next, he thinks with a distant curiosity. He'll bring him to Leliana, and he'll just -- vanish. But it's all right. The more pieces that fall away, the more he'll be ready to fight.
It'll be all right.
(In death -- )
As soon as the sun rises, Kieran descends the ladder. Alistair offers a faint smile before they go to the rookery.