#iv been gnawing on his arm to get him to write b/c every time

[hal-assan]

@fereldenhero​ to Sebastian:  "Sebastian?"

It had become almost routine for Sebastian to show up at Merrill’s house in the alienage once in awhile-- of all of Hawke’s companions, she was one of the few he found himself enjoying the presence of. It was nice to sit aside for a meal and drink away from the harsher judgement some of the others tended to cast their way, and just chat. About anything. Though initially he was wary having learned about her using blood magic, she seemed smart enough to handle herself. And was really, really sweet. It confused him initially, but he felt no strong desire to turn her in.

Though the act did get him side eye from those who lived there, and earn him the same elsewhere once it was found out he didn’t find himself ultimately minding. It was nice to get out and have an interesting chat, maybe the occasional debate, and not feel so heavily judged for every little thing he may or may not say.

What he wasn’t expecting upon leaving one day was noticing another human in the area-- it was enough to cause the man to slow down and pause when he realized immediately it wasn’t Hawke, and he couldn’t help but be nosy as to what someone may be doing here. Realization dawned on him almost as soon as his name slipped from the woman’s lips-- though he had not seen her in years by this point.

“Rose?” Disbelief coated the name, and a smile is offered as he closed the distance between them, “It is good to see you. What brings you here?” To Kirkwall, he meant, but the alienage was just as much a curiosity point. Blue hues cast towards the elf accompanying her, noting the faint squint of his eyes and how his hand rested casually on the sword at his hip. He spared the moment to wonder if he was a Grey Warden, as well-- though neither currently donned the armour to showcase it, Sebastian had long since heard about what had happened to Rose.