Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151201230232/@comment-5543592-20151204005419

Once they returned to the camp, Scire forced himself to break away from Hawke, knowing she'd be off to do Hawke-things, with the not-sleeping and all. He planted a kiss on the top of her head before heading off to appropriate one of the tents and hopefully not be too pathetic.