#i wanted to write one more cryptic cole comment about them all being together & safe again but

[thedragonagelesbian]

Cole: The hearth blazes but it's empty. You play the cards but the hands around them are configured wrong. You miss him. Cassandra: Of course I do. He was my friend-- or, I thought he was, anyway. That was probably another lie of his, wasn't it? Cole: Most people are cats. But some cats don't just look dangerous, and you have to keep an eye on them, even when they're purring. Cassandra: So, he was still scared of me? Even after all that time? Cole: Scared of the symbol on your chest. Scared of the sword on Cullen's vambrace. Scared of the Chantry's flames. Keeps the candle lit deep down but the pyre's blinding and the bodies beautiful. Fire can't get through the words. This is how I protect them. Cassandra: 'Them'...? No, I don't have the right to ask. -- Cole: He made me promise not to tell anyone. The first time I scratched his thoughts and he started bleeding red and blue, he went so quiet, all the words burnt up at once, and then he said I had to keep quiet too. Solas: Is this about Varric and Hawke? That must have been difficult for you. Duplicity is rarely in a spirit's nature, but I believe it helped him, for a time. Cole: Part of him was always somewhere else, and now it's gone too far away for the rest of him, and he had to leave us to get it back. Cole: I could've helped him more if he had stayed! If he had let me take the pain away. Solas: It's a fool's errand he's embarked on, but he has to see its end for himself. Cole: The end doesn't matter. He isn't ever coming back. -- Cole: He doesn't fly like a bird should. Traded in his wings for five legs made of chains that won't ever let him go. It's not the Nightmare they have to save him from.