(Danarius's Mansion. Fenris and Isabella are sitting and talking.)
Isabela: So the Senechal's tax collector won't be coming around again, like you asked. Funny story.
Fenris: I'll pass, but thank you again for the help.
Isabela: Spoilsport. Why you want to squat up here in Hightown is beyond me.
Fenris: I like the view.
Isabela: (Looks Fenris up and down slowly) So do I.
(Hawke walks in, brushes by Isabela walking out. He gives her a dirty look.)
Fenris: Hawke.
Hawke: How have you been, Fenris?
Fenris: I have been thinking. Three years. It has been three years since Danarius sent anyone after me.
Hawke: Don't tell me you're going to miss all the attention.
Fenris: (short laugh) Tell me, what do you do when you stop running?
Hawke: You take a deep breath, look around, and start anew.
Fenris: I don't know how. (stands, turns away for a second) My first memory is of these markings, being branded into my flesh. Whatever life I had before that is gone forever.
Fenris and Hawke: (Underlined parts are Fenris, other parts are Hawke, Bold parts are both)
.
The first thing I remember
Is the pain
Perhaps if I could remember
My name
I would not be the same
.
The first thing I remember
Was your fight
How you would not surrender
to your plight
You made your way to the light
.
When you stop running
What do you do?
.
When you stop running
You start anew
.
My past was torn away
And all I can recall
Is how to be a slave
When I see Danarius fall
Will I finally hear freedom's call?
.
There's a future for you
It won't be easy to find
But you'll see it through
There's a new dawn to find
Just give it time
.
When you stop running
What do you do?
.
When you stop running
you start anew
.
Hawke, what can I do?
I will be with you
Is there an end in sight?
You'll find there is daylight
I have fought so long
I know you are strong
But I cannot defeat this foe
You can learn, you will know
I'll never be a free man
You are already a free man
.
When you stop running
What do you do?
.
When you stop running
you start anew
.
I don't know how
.
Fenris: (stands) I shouldn't trouble you with this. These are not your problems.
Hawke: (hopefully) I could help with your problems, or give you a few more.
Fenris: (chuckles) Only a few?
Hawke: Depends on if I really work at it.
Fenris: Tempting. You're a handsome man, Hawke. Tell me, is there no one else who has your...attention?
Hawke: Do you see anyone else here?
Fenris: I'm an escaped slave and an elf, living in a borrowed mansion. None of those things bother you.
Hawke: And I'm a refugee and a human? Does that bother you?
Fenris: You raise an interesting point. I'll have to...consider it.