Sorrel waits, listening with a faintly pinched expression, right up until the name; Solas, which engenders a full-bodied grimace. It's as if she were right in front of him, his hands coming up, the question alive in every line of the gesture: what the hell are you thinking?.
"Solas!?" He cries, deep in his exasperation, "That fucking ponce, she's back with him? After everything he's— He is literally Fen'Harel!"
Which might mean anything.
"Creators beyond the veil, what is wrong with her? She is so much smarter than this. I thought she was—" Sorrel starts, seeming to recognize, or remember, the inappropriate audience he seems to find himself with, "...Sorry, it's just so damned frustrating. I could shake her."
...He can't help himself. "Ah," he says mildly, deadpan. "So you do know him, then."
Look, he's reasonably sure Solas would think it was funny, too.
He gives a little shake of his head a moment later, adding: "You're not giving her enough credit. She knows exactly what she's doing, even if her reasoning doesn't add up to you. Trust her. She's giving up a lot for him, but not without getting just as much in return."
"Anyway, they're both very dear to me. Both her and Solas." So, you know, maybe don't put your foot in your mouth, saer. Although it's not as if Barcus is in a position to fight for anyone's honor, even if he wished to. "I do understand he might not be your first choice as an in-law; he's certainly...complicated. But whatever other history they may have, he is devoted to her now."
"And neither of them asked to be brought to Caldera, so there's that."
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Date: 2026-01-12 08:30 pm (UTC)"Solas!?" He cries, deep in his exasperation, "That fucking ponce, she's back with him? After everything he's— He is literally Fen'Harel!"
Which might mean anything.
"Creators beyond the veil, what is wrong with her? She is so much smarter than this. I thought she was—" Sorrel starts, seeming to recognize, or remember, the inappropriate audience he seems to find himself with, "...Sorry, it's just so damned frustrating. I could shake her."
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Date: 2026-01-12 11:54 pm (UTC)...He can't help himself. "Ah," he says mildly, deadpan. "So you do know him, then."
Look, he's reasonably sure Solas would think it was funny, too.
He gives a little shake of his head a moment later, adding: "You're not giving her enough credit. She knows exactly what she's doing, even if her reasoning doesn't add up to you. Trust her. She's giving up a lot for him, but not without getting just as much in return."
"Anyway, they're both very dear to me. Both her and Solas." So, you know, maybe don't put your foot in your mouth, saer. Although it's not as if Barcus is in a position to fight for anyone's honor, even if he wished to. "I do understand he might not be your first choice as an in-law; he's certainly...complicated. But whatever other history they may have, he is devoted to her now."
"And neither of them asked to be brought to Caldera, so there's that."