The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

[Varric]

Varric nods back, turning his attention back to the door to spare her a bit. "You hungry?"

[Marian Hawke]

"Not really," she mumbles, but her stomach growls anyway. "A little," she amends.

[Varric]

Preserve me from kids and teens. "Backpack to your left. Brought food, just... to be safe. Basic, no cook stuff though. You... you should get something to eat before we head back to city."

[Marian Hawke]

"Oh good," says Marian, awkwardly shifting as she looks toward the backpack. "Hopefully none of it's poisoned this time, right?" she asks, trying for a joke, hating how weak and timid her voice sounds. She heads for the bag, opening it so she can dig through it.

[Varric]

"...that's the idea behind bringing our own food, yes," Varric says dryly. "So... how made were you? Any idea on why you got... taken?"

[Marian Hawke]

She shakes her head. "I think... I don't think I was made. I backtalked the other day, but I didn't mean anything by it, I'm just like that. I don't think... I don't know what happened. Nobody seemed that upset when I sassed them, just... I got to work, and there were these hired thugs in the kennels, and next thing you know me and the dog are being handed off to -- to them." 

[Varric]

Varric nods slowly. "So no idea who or why then? No hints at all? What did the thugs say? The slavers?"

[Marian Hawke]

Marian finches at that last word, digging out a bag of dried meats and slipping one to the puppy. "Ah, just that... I won't be causing trouble anymore," she whispers, then swallows. "Well. Not just that. They... they spoke to my... my purpose, when I was to be s-s-sold."

[Haliel Lightsong]

A soft ruffle of fabric behind her alerts Marian that Lightsong is in the doorway. Moving towards her, she opens her arms in mute offer.

[Varric]

So damn glad I thought to leave the note. Though... rather curious as to where the horse came from. "Hey, it's fine. You're safe now," he says gruffly. "We'll assume your entire persona is burned and come up with  new one. Need to... hmmm. Could play it as Seeker having a vision and sending her friend the paladin off to save someone. But that does create a link to someone that might already be under watch. So might be better for me to take you in this time..."

[Marian Hawke]

"I... I could pretend to be your apprentice?" asks Marian quietly. She moves closer to Lightsong, but picks a chair, feeding the puppy bits of dried meat instead of going for a hug.

[Varric]

Varric winces a little, finger tapping softly on the stock of his crossbow. "Could do..." he says carefully, then sighs. "But Seeker would be crushed. She... she already feels like you've... I'm trying to tread a line here, of not hiding or lying to you about things you need to know and not sharing problems best worked out between you and Seeker in person. But it would hurt her to be replaced."

[Marian Hawke]

"What does she care," mutters Marian. "She's probably glad I've only got a few months left. I always seem to be intruding."

[Varric]

"And that right there is why I want you two to talk this out," Varric says wryly.

[Marian Hawke]

"I-- I will," she says, hesitantly. "I just... Thank you. For coming to get me." When she didn't.