A tingle of energy went up Solas' spine like a thousand tiny pin picks. There was so much energy twisted up in the Fade, echos of fragmented dreams and remnants of spirits long forgotten. Being there physically was like having veilfire in your veins. And over all of that, a heavy cloud of fear threatened to choke everyone in their company. He had to ignore it, lest the demon grow even more powerful. It was a struggle. It knew exactly what to say to make your heart freeze.
But the shiver that gripped Solas now was different, like someone stepping over your grave. And when he looked down he saw that that was exactly what he had done. The Inquisitor's party had wandered into a graveyard. The tombstones were theirs, their names carved boldly into the stone. Underneath each name was the fear which had killed them.
Everyone stared in silence, momentarily taken aback at seeing their worst fears revealed to the rest of the party. They quickly shuffled on. Not wanting to dwell in the place where their fears were laid bare in such a macabre way.
Solas lingered at his own grave. He would normally have found such a thing fascinating, the attempt to rattle them, to try to get them to give in. But the chill in his spine had frozen him in place. He could not help think that he was looking at his future
A gloved hand slipped into his. He looked up into the bright green eyes staring at him. Lavellan smiled at him, giving his hand a squeeze. Without speaking, she told him that he didn't have to fear dying alone, that she would always be with him. He found himself smiling back at her and brought her hand to his lips.
"Ar lath ma vhenan," he said softly so his voice wouldn't tremble like his soul was. She didn't know that her comfort only hurt him deeper. She didn't know that they couldn't be together forever, that this would end.
After giving it a final squeeze, Lavellan let go of his hand and walked on. After a moment he followed. His resolve wavered. Did he have to leave? Or could he abandon the goal that had driven him for so long? For her, he would do anything. If she asked him to stay, Solas feared that his will would break. He didn't want to die alone.
He shook himself. Best not to dwell on these things. They had more pressing matters to attend to at the moment. He would deal with that later. He had some time left. He still had some time left with her.