"Fascinating so you went into these ruins in the fade and saw what no other mage could? That's amazing, incredible; fantastic. I envy you of that ability to see what not only the Dalish have lost but what we have lost," I grin brightly in admiration as Solas smiles pleased by my praise. Happily, we discuss and question one another. Solas is rather a fascinating mage, the arcane knowledge he has is incredible, I envy that information, he's like a mentor, I hope to learn much more about these ruins and the fade, he seems pleased to teach me but there's one thing that's been itching me to ask, however I fear that if I would to ask, I would get the same response like back at the tower.
Bravely, I take a steady breathe and blink.
"Something is troubling you. It's Fennic isn't it?" Solas exclaims making my eyes widen in surprise.
"How did you know?" I ask.
"You are quite easy to read unlike the elf in question," Solas smiles.
"I just hope she's okay. She scared me that look in her eye," I sigh shivering at the dead glare she sent me back at Storm Coast. "I checked her, she had no fever and was not in pain from my work, I believe she just needs rest, she hasn't been sleeping," Sols reports as I simply nod. I need to change the topic something different perhaps I should ask him of his view on it…
"MOTHERFU-"
Shocked, my ears perk up at the familiar deep shout of surprise as Solas and I turn only for our eyes to widen at Bull being easily lifted and flipped through the air, by a familiar petite, slender and white haired elf
Holy Andraste! Startled, I jump back at the loud clash of metal and chorus of curses nearby.
Curious, Solas and I peer over to find Iron Bull in the snow, groaning with a pile of metal weapons on him. Oh no! I hope he's okay, Blackwall approaches the mess and helps him up as my eyes widen with Solas when we see a familiar white haired elf approach.
"You're pretty tough for an elf I'll give you that, I gotta ask how did you do that?" Bull chuckles lightly.
"I merely used my momentum, you Qunari often attack head on, I merely used that fighting style to my advantage, Fen explains bored like it was common sense.
"That was amazing! To think she could just flip him like that!" I whisper grinning astonished at the scene.
"Indeed, the momentum helped, a smart move," Solas compliments as I turn to him, smirking when I see a smirk and a glint of intrigue across his features.
"You know from what I hear, Iron Bull likes red and white heads," I grin at my mischievous plan of match maker.
"And that involves me?" Solas frowns.
"Oh come on you like her!" I grin.
"Fennic is a fascinating person although reckless, foolish-"
"You like her!" I grin teasing him only to falter at his sharp glare.
"Alright, alright I guess I won't push, take your time, but Solas, you should hide that blush of yours better," Smirking, I leave the frowning mage alone with his thoughts…
Fennic pov:
"You know if you keep following me, Cullen will miss his little puppy dog," I call out turning to scowl at the smiling mage.
"Don't I have be concerned for my friend," Evelyn pouts.
"You don't have to really, you could just let me do what I want to do," I offer.
"So cold, here I thought Haven's snow was cold," Evelyn huffs.
"I am hurt," I reply sarcasm evident in my tone.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Evelyn stops me in my tracks as I kneel down, double checking the traps, wanting for some meat for the camp.
"Not really," I state as I fix the knot done by a scout, a newcomer I presume.
"Mean," She sighs.
"Not mean, now go on. I know why you're here Evelyn," I turn to her.
"And that would be?" She smirks whistling a jolly tune.
"You're trying to avoid Josephine and Iron Bull," I state, turning to smirk at her startled expression like a freshly caught rabbit, knowing it's pointless to flee.
"I saw you guys getting along earlier. I thought you hated the Qunari," Eve frown puzzled by her previous arguments against recruiting Iron Bull like Solas.
"He isn't like the ones I met before. He has a personality and will actually talk," I shrug, recalling the gruff, blunt and rude guys. Frowning, Eve blink surprised by my words. "They don't talk normally?" Eve questions. "Yep, more of the silent and stoic type they are, he won't bite, just imagine him like you imagined Blackwall when you spoke to him," I reason.
"So imagine him like a bull?" I frown at Eve's words.
Huh? I blink puzzled by her words as she releases a nervous laugh, scratching the back of her neck.
"Um, you see when I first spoke to Blackwall after recruiting him I kept imagining him as a comfy bear and that helped me talk to him. I kept staring at his beard a lot I think he caught that," Eve confesses as I nod, explains his weird attitude when talking about her back at the tavern.
"I guess if that works for you, do it just don't act all weird, don't touch his horns as well," I warn her.
"Touch his horns?" Eve frowns puzzled.
"Forget it, just don't, knowing him he'll say something perverted," I mutter tiredly as Eve simply nods.
Okay, I'm just glad to see you back to normal, Solas was concerned you know in his old man way," Eve giggles as I release a simply nod. He only cares because of my marks most likely or concerned because he misses someone to be a victim of his smart ass remarks," I joke lightly causing a small giggle from Eve.
"Now get going you got war table stuff and bonding I got hunting to do," I reason.
"I guess. Um Fen," Eve looks away awkwardly making me raise a brow at the shy girl, looking indecisive and uncertain from biting her lip to refusing to meet my gaze.
"Yeah," I mutter standing up to turn to the girl.
"You know you can talk to me right? I mean I'll wait but if you ever want to talk, " Eve offers making my eyes widen in shock at her phrase, bringing a small smirk to my lisp as I release a small chuckle.
"Is something funny?" Eve frowns puzzled.
"Nah, you just…reminded me of someone," I smile bitterly recalling her words.
"Fen, you know you can talk to me right?" The familiar voice whispers as her bright blue eyes meet my turquoise pair. Her raven hair dangles down easier, more comfortable, more at home as she sits down by my side.
"Shouldn't I be saying that to you?" I retorted, smirking while she sighs.
"Fen," The raven haired girl sighs.
"My brother's…an ass…"
Silently, I shake my head banishing the thought and past memory aside.
"Now go, you need to do your duties," I remind her earning a groan from the child inside an adult's body.
"Fine," Eve sighs as my ears perk up at her fading footsteps however I hear the faint crunch of snow being gathered and-
"What the heck!?" Scowling, I shiver from the ice cold ball planted on my back and I turn to glare at the giggling Eve.
"Lighten up," She smiles as I merely scoff, dusting off the snow, gathering my own snow ball and throw it at her, on her face, finally silencing her as she pouts then smirks. Next thing I know she lifts her hands, laughing madly as an armada of snow balls appear, oh…Kaffas.