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The commiserating over times now gone was both welcome and woke a longing in her that she knew would never quite going away. She did miss them, missed what crazy things they had done and seen. But most of all she missed all the time she had with them. Her guardsmen were good people, but she was not as close to them as she was her former companions. No, she kept them at a distance for a reason, considering she was their superior.
The conversation turned to focus on the money lender Edwin had implicated and the list of strange names in his books. Varric confirmed what she had been told, and now she had double the reason to pursue the lead.
“Consider it confirmed,” Varric said without humor. “You wouldn’t happen to know where your informant is?”
That questions should have been an easy no, if not for the fact the man himself strode into the room as if he had been waiting for the perfect moment to arrive. He looked better than he had the last time she had seen him. But that was to be expected, as he hadn’t been languishing in a cell for three days this time around.
"Sorry to interrupt, but this sounds like a subject I may know something about." Her jaw set, and she knew she shouldn’t be as annoyed at his arrival as she was. "Captain. I was very distraught that you weren't available to see me off, but I understand how busy things can get."
“Good to know I don’t need to worry about introductions, but I’d go easy on the smartassery, kid. She’s got a mean right hook.” She couldn’t help the smirk that colored one corner of her mouth as Varric spoke. He turned to her giving her an apologetic shrug, “I tried to teach him manners, but it didn’t stick.”
“Oh, I’m sure they stuck just fine, Varric.” She said as her gaze moved back to Edwin. “He just chooses not to use those lessons. Isn’t that right, Edwin?”
It was uncomfortable being in a situation like this, and thankfully the barmaid she had flagged earlier showed up with her ordered ale. She took a sip before regarding the new addition to their little meeting.
“I should have guessed you were one of Varric’s with that mouth of yours.” She shook her head, that slight smile still firmly on her lips. She turned back to Varric, “I have some ideas on how to get more information, but if you have anything else to add, I’d be grateful. For now, I’ll be looking into who exactly Behrendt is working for.”
The conversation turned to focus on the money lender Edwin had implicated and the list of strange names in his books. Varric confirmed what she had been told, and now she had double the reason to pursue the lead.
“Consider it confirmed,” Varric said without humor. “You wouldn’t happen to know where your informant is?”
That questions should have been an easy no, if not for the fact the man himself strode into the room as if he had been waiting for the perfect moment to arrive. He looked better than he had the last time she had seen him. But that was to be expected, as he hadn’t been languishing in a cell for three days this time around.
"Sorry to interrupt, but this sounds like a subject I may know something about." Her jaw set, and she knew she shouldn’t be as annoyed at his arrival as she was. "Captain. I was very distraught that you weren't available to see me off, but I understand how busy things can get."
“Good to know I don’t need to worry about introductions, but I’d go easy on the smartassery, kid. She’s got a mean right hook.” She couldn’t help the smirk that colored one corner of her mouth as Varric spoke. He turned to her giving her an apologetic shrug, “I tried to teach him manners, but it didn’t stick.”
“Oh, I’m sure they stuck just fine, Varric.” She said as her gaze moved back to Edwin. “He just chooses not to use those lessons. Isn’t that right, Edwin?”
It was uncomfortable being in a situation like this, and thankfully the barmaid she had flagged earlier showed up with her ordered ale. She took a sip before regarding the new addition to their little meeting.
“I should have guessed you were one of Varric’s with that mouth of yours.” She shook her head, that slight smile still firmly on her lips. She turned back to Varric, “I have some ideas on how to get more information, but if you have anything else to add, I’d be grateful. For now, I’ll be looking into who exactly Behrendt is working for.”