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AN: It's a short one, I apologize. But I figured it's been a while since I posted anything so I'd give y'all something to chew on while I work on more.
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"Alright, Kianna, I've got a question for you."
"Uh-oh. Isabela's been thinking," Kianna teased.
"Hush," Isabela swatted at Kianna's arm.
"No, really. I think I can smell the wood burning."
This earned her a scolding glare from the pirate, so she relented. "Alright, what's your question?"
"Do you ever get tired of being so...good?"
Kianna quirked an eyebrow. "No...Should I?"
"I don't know," Isabela shrugged. "I'm still new to this whole morally upright thing. I just," she paused, searching for proper wording. "Don't you ever just want to do something bad?"
"Not really," Kianna said, still slightly confused by the turn the conversation had taken.
"Really? You never want to just, lift some coin off an absent minded noble, or walk into the chantry and shout 'Maker's ball sack', or even just throw a piece of trash at a day dreaming city guard? That last one is especially fun if it's our big girl."
Kianna shook her head, trying her best to contain her laughter. "Never. Is that so hard to believe?"
"Well, yes. Maker, Hawke, it's like you're not human sometimes. You know, a little chink in that armor of yours might be nice," Isabela shrugged, adding, "Think about it," as she walked off.
