[ A fist comes toward Solas' face as he poses a question. Whether or not she's successful, the Inquisitor whips back around, eyes widened, expression set in a mix of seriousness and anger not often seen on her in Hadriel or elsewhere. ]
Of course the Door would bring you through. Unless one of your precious Eluvians managed it?
[ She doubts it, but the details don't matter. This is her chance to get the Solas Problem under control, and with two arms or no, she's going to attempt it. As such, Cecily snatches up a dagger from her belt and poises to strike, but her grip is shaky as she trembles with anger and grief at the recent loss of her other arm. More than anything, she does not want him to see the extent of what he's done to her by "saving her life," but it seeps through the cracks.
He may not even know her. More than likely, he'd been familiar with the Lavellan she's heard about for so long now.
ready your GOD DAMN frying pan
Of course the Door would bring you through. Unless one of your precious Eluvians managed it?
[ She doubts it, but the details don't matter. This is her chance to get the Solas Problem under control, and with two arms or no, she's going to attempt it. As such, Cecily snatches up a dagger from her belt and poises to strike, but her grip is shaky as she trembles with anger and grief at the recent loss of her other arm. More than anything, she does not want him to see the extent of what he's done to her by "saving her life," but it seeps through the cracks.
He may not even know her. More than likely, he'd been familiar with the Lavellan she's heard about for so long now.
The Void take all of this. ]