Imprints in Stone [AU]

[Marian Hawke]

"Since--" 

She peers up at him, then glances down at her hands. In an odd, distant tone, she says, "oh. I'm Tomas right now, aren't I? I'd forgotten." 

[Tethras Clan]

"...are you not often Thomas?" Zevran asks, wary again.

[Marian Hawke]

"No. How strange -- my body is Tomas, but my mind is Liz." 

She reaches up, then, touching a hair clip in her body's shocking white hair, and in a heartbeat, she's half-elven, tan skin and big dark eyes and dark brown hair with red highlights. The clip changes color as well, becoming a red barrette instead of a plain silver bobby pin.

[Tethras Clan]

"...Liz," Zevran murmurs, mind grabbing the right memory nearly instantly thanks to Helene's questions yesterday. "You've come a fair way since last I saw you."

[Marian Hawke]

"Only physically." 

[Tethras Clan]

"Given you could only force out a few word, screamed at the sight of the sky and cried for hours when Isabela wore a red shirt... yes, you seem to have made a fair bit of progress," Zevran replies simply. "And that's before taking into account that you came to this talk, alone."

[Marian Hawke]

"T-tomas can do things like that," she murmurs, blushing faintly.

[Tethras Clan]

"And Tomas is you. A facet of your soul, your mind," Zevran replies.

[Marian Hawke]

"N-no. I-- I'm Liz, now."

[Tethras Clan]

"Who is also a part of you," Zevran says easily. "Playing roles is not an uncommon reaction to... trauma."

[Marian Hawke]

She shakes her head. "Liz hasn't-- Liz isn't hurt. Liz is--"

She takes a deep breath, lets it out. "I'm sorry. I'm all muddled today."

[Tethras Clan]

"Also very common. Take some deep breaths when you need them. Think of something peaceful. Something safe and yours."

[Marian Hawke]

"There's nothing in this world both safe and mine," she says, vehemently. She takes a deep breath, though, letting it out. "I need Cindy," she mutters. "I can't do this alone."

[Tethras Clan]

"Well, you are not alone. I am not this Cindy, but I would like to think myself your friend. That is not nothing, no, to have a friend as fabulous and pretty as myself," Zevran says with a roguish grin and a wink.

[Marian Hawke]

She looks away. "I am Cindy's," she says simply.