Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24123288-20160425233615/@comment-5543592-20160503194331

Scire wondered why everyone was crying. He saw it happening, but didn't know the reason. Zaydate, Gabe, Talin, Suri, Sari, Shakti, Seri-Syri-Siri-whatever (he wondered if their parents had simply run out of variations at the end), and Nissa were all in a subdued mood. Scire could tell that much, and didn't know if they were related.

Up until now, he had been wondering on and off if he could some how talk Hawke upstairs but had repeatedly dismissed the idea. What had happened between that time months back was likely a situation Scire was going to have trouble reproducing. And, despite what Hawke had told him about wanting it, he was dubious, judging from what she'd told him of her past. So, when all the crying started, it liberated him from the line of thought that probably would've ended up with him sleeping alone anyway.

"You want to, like, go do something else?" He asked Hawke, wanting to be out of the inn where their weren't so many bitter emotions.