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( this... feels as though leliana is readying herself to give a speech in a public speaking class, appropriate notecards, separated by topic, in hand and prepared to be shuffled in whatever order sara deems necessary. she's pacing and looks nervous as hell and it even makes sara start to feel a little on edge.
her natural urge to protect, to save, comes out flying. )
Hey, come on. ( sara's voice softens considerably, as does her expression, as she pats the open space next to her on the couch cushion. ) Sit down with me and we can talk about whatever you want to talk about.
( this isn't about sara — and it never really has been. she's selfishly wanted answers, of course, but she'd never ask for more than leliana was willing to give. )
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