Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160118202126/@comment-5543592-20160118204028

"She's fine." Scire said quietly, having come awake in the screaming. His Rending wouldn't have let him sleep through that.

He sat up, and glanced from Naomi to Hawke. The charcoal darkness of his skin had lightened a bit, there was a palor in his cheeks, and a weariness to his stature.

"Don't bother her."