Ghost Story

[Helene Dakesh]

"A chance, Varric. Only a chance." Ne takes a deep breath. "You had questions?"

[Varric]

"No sweetie, that's you," Varric replies with a game smile. "But-- yes, I-- So many. For one, well, Emma."

[Helene Dakesh]

Helene smiles sadly. "Emma is a riddle for you, not for me to answer. Another?"

[Varric]

"Did I really dream of you? Here, in town?"

[Helene Dakesh]

"You did. I was able to use the dream to contact you."

[Varric]

"Clever you," Varric says softly, smiling again. It falters a second later as realizations kicks in. "It's-- you needed to do that because of... how I'm..."

[Helene Dakesh]

Helene nods. "I begged you to open yourself to Alydra, to let Nem in. But you couldn't understand me."

[Varric]

The dwarf coughs softly, glancing away to give Emma a slightly rueful look. Yeah, that's kind of obvious at this point.

[Marian Hawke]

Emma gives a rueful smile as well. "We uh, we got kind of existential about it."

[Helene Dakesh]

Helene grins. "I'm supposed to pretend this one meant to be so enlightening and wise, but this one prefers to be honest with my family. This one is not yet very good at being a tulwath."

[Varric]

"Right, well, yes. Good." Varric clears his throat. "I--" He takes a slow breath. "I feel like all the millions of questions I know I wanted to ask you before a minute ago have attacked and consumed each other like oozes, turning into a mishmash of fragmented ideas and needs."

[Marian Hawke]

"We had originally wanted to ask what the dream meant, how it... what we were meant to do with it," provides Emma. "I guess we got that answer."

[Varric]

"Why?" Varric finally asks, voice cracking.

[Helene Dakesh]

"Why?" asks Helene, frowning a little. 

[Varric]

"Why did you do it?" Why did you leave me?