Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-3293219-20151220235326/@comment-5543592-20151229020951

"Too late." He replied. "You should hear my boys.  Then you'd know how special I think I am."

Scire froze as she let him pull her hood back, utterly shocked. He'd expected to be rebuffed. Gently, this time, but rebuffed all the same. For the opposite to happen...

He touched her face with his hands, gently, probing, before reaching his arms up to let her relieve him of his shirt. That urged Scire on again, and he came back to her in force.

"Hawke..." He murmured at a breath, more pleading for her than anything else.