Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20160518214445/@comment-5543592-20160524032810

"Maybe it looks better in red." Scire argued, glancing off down the hall, wondering when they'd be getting the move on. As much as he liked talking with Hawke, there wouldn't be any of the actually good stuff until they got out of here and weren't surrounded by people. Although Scire gets his stress level would've dropped by then so he supposed it didn't matter either way.

"Maybe all my idio- ideas," he misspoke for a moment, "have been genius and you're just trying to shackle me." He restrained a sudden smile, thinking of a very funny expression he could use on Hawke that she probably wouldn't like.