The Amell Legacy: Transgressions

[Varric]

"Or succeed," Varric puts in. "She's not as book smart as you, or as worldly, but she's not dumb nor without skill."

[Bethany]

Beth looks a bit conflicted. "...thank you? I think?"

[Varric]

"No problem," the dwarf says cheerfully.

[Bethany]

"Anyway. I... I know it's not rational, I just... I can't help feeling that way. For now I mean. I'll try to work on it, okay?"

[Marian Hawke]

"Fine," says Marian, with a sigh. "Please stay away from that drow boy for now. He's not your Zev and you don't know he's safe."

[Varric]

"Drow boy?" Varric cuts in.

[Bethany]

"There's a merikos drow living in the village, he... He looks a lot like Zev. Like... younger brother degree of looking alike. I chased him down thinking it was him and... it got awkward. I really, really doubt he wants anything to do with either of us," she adds, glancing at Marian.

[Marian Hawke]

"Probably not," she says, a little sour. 

[Varric]

"...allllright," Varric says slowly, making a mental note to look into that later. 

[Bethany]

Putting that out of mind, Beth looks back at her sister. "So... are we okay?" she asks, trying to sound confident- and only partially masking the worry and half-formed fear in her voice.

[Marian Hawke]

She swallows, trying to ignore the lump in her throat. "I-- I think so."

[Bethany]

"You... umm... you wanna talk about your paper? The one we were talking about before I... got distracted?" Beth offers with a steadying smile.

[Marian Hawke]

She shakes her head. "No, let's... let's just get settled. Did you need something, Varric, or...?"

[Varric]

"Just wanted to let you know we rented out the entire inn for the next few nights and that we have dinner ordered as well," he replies with a shrug. "And figured I'd see if you wanted to help with brewing that potion."

[Marian Hawke]

"Nebula, yes," she says, nodding. "I would love something I could do to help."