Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151220235326/@comment-5543592-20151229022008

The Archer smirked slightly. "They respect me is all."

(Every detail!  Yes, definitely xD)

When all was said and done, Scire lay close to Hawke, holding tightly to her in the dark, quivering slightly.

He said nothing, but he let himself run his fingers over her features- her lips, cheeks, the lines of her jaw.