The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

[Marian Hawke]

"Didn't have to. Gamlen gave them bad info when they took me. Said it was best for the whole family I keep my mouth shut."

[Varric]

Varric snorts, gesturing his understanding. "Real class act, your family. Here's to hoping your sibs managed to keep some decency."

[Marian Hawke]

She shrugs a shoulder. "Doesn't sound like it. Beth sounds-- I'm hoping it's grief."

[Varric]

"Anyway. We still kind of need to tell them," Varric says not unkindly.

[Marian Hawke]

She makes a small, whimpering noise of frustration. "She's going to be pissed. Misinformation is like, her biggest pet peeve."

[Varric]

"Blame your uncle. She can understand having to listen to orders and such. But now that it's relevant, you're telling Seeker what they need to know."

[Marian Hawke]

"She's also going to hate that I'm, ah, how should I put it... not on the pure straight path toward knowledge."

[Varric]

"You mean learning alternative skill sets in order to explore alternative data banks?"

[Marian Hawke]

"Uh. Sure." She shudders. "I got such a chewing out last time..."

[Varric]

"Well... can you blame her? You could have bunked with Lightsong and instead..."

[Marian Hawke]

She lets out a long breath. "I guess," she says, sullenly. No, I really couldn't have.

[Varric]

"Present your opposing data," the dwarf prompts her.

[Marian Hawke]

"You've met her," she says. "I don't know. I need more... Space, sometimes."

[Varric]

Would have thought you'd be used to it, working and living with Seeker. "She can be a bit much, granted. Still better than that cave," he says bluntly. "Or paying rent."

[Marian Hawke]

She winces at that last. "Was hoping you didn't hear that," she mutters in Elven.