[ For a moment he’d like to argue: it isn’t work, he was having fun, and he would really like to know By’s favorite place in Denerim because he needs help imagining it as a place he could live someday, so—
It’s very hard to want to argue when he’s being nuzzled. ]
Mmm.
[ Thinking. ]
I ran away from home—sort of. I was already gone most of the time, but I stopped going back at all because my mother found me a position. A boot boy. She had to beg for it. That would have been hard for her.
[ Subject matter aside, he does sound relaxed, and like maybe he thinks it’s all sort of funny now. ]
But I wouldn’t do it. I didn’t mind working, but… scraping the literal shit off their shoes, By. All those flowers and birds eggs and bells. Every day. [ Orlais. ] Can you imagine?
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It’s very hard to want to argue when he’s being nuzzled. ]
Mmm.
[ Thinking. ]
I ran away from home—sort of. I was already gone most of the time, but I stopped going back at all because my mother found me a position. A boot boy. She had to beg for it. That would have been hard for her.
[ Subject matter aside, he does sound relaxed, and like maybe he thinks it’s all sort of funny now. ]
But I wouldn’t do it. I didn’t mind working, but… scraping the literal shit off their shoes, By. All those flowers and birds eggs and bells. Every day. [ Orlais. ] Can you imagine?