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yesssssssss
He is listening, always listening, humming with the low song that he used to think was the ship itself before he met Death. It's a comforting ancient song too big to understand but none the less present.
He doesn't see Solas, but he feels him, hears him, the familiar notes of song, the way the he moves through the harmonies. Cole pauses, listening further, because - because he wants to see his friend so badly he thinks maybe he might be hearing things, maybe this is someone else who sounds like him. His feet find the paths on their own, picking through the twisting walkways towards -
Yes, it's him. First Rhys and Evangeline, now Solas, this place might be unfamiliar and strange but all the people he loves are arriving and he couldn't be happier.]
Solas!
Re: yesssssssss
He stiffens before turning, both brows raised.] Cole? [The tension melts out of him a moment later.
Having met the Inquisitor - an Inquisitor - he understands that this likely isn't his Cole. But a Cole is better than no Cole, and the face is still familiar even if the history is not.
Smiling, he rises from where he sits, sliding off the boulder.]
It is good to see you, Cole. Any familiar face is always welcome.
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Still.
It is his friend, and Cole is so happy.]
It is good to see you too. [He's still learning how to talk like a person. The right things to say, which results in a lot of parroting. When he is from they just arrived in Skyhold, after all. But Solas was never unkind, always gently guiding, always patient in the event of mistakes. For him, anyway.] You weren't here, but now you are.
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[Solas pads closer, his toes kicking up dirt as he approaches. He's never had any use for shoes.]
You have no medallion. [Tact, what tact? He gestures toward Cole's shoulder, and when he speaks, his words are gentle and a little sad.] Have you taken Varric's advice, then?
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He tilts his head to the side, curious.]
Medallion?
Walls around me not to hold me in to keep other things out, keep me safe, but the shape is wrong? It hurts and I cry out why won't it work - What are you doing to the kid?
... Solas, I don't remember that.
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Then let us not dwell on it. There's no point in dwelling on things that have not happened, and you are safe here.
[He has no way of knowing how untrue that is, but he means it. He also means that he will do what is necessary to keep Cole safe.]
How long have you been here, Cole?
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Two months... I think? Time blurs at the edges no sunrise no sunset just fields of stars.
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[He glances away, expression slightly drawn. The ground beneath them hums, but not the way Thedas does. Not with life. Not with magic.] To exist without day or night... How disquieting.
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Then Cole mentions spirits.]
There are other spirits here? How did you meet them?
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A perverse part of him is pleased those friends are spirits. Some of that satisfaction, a certain smugness that Varric has been thwarted in this way, slips through the mental barriers he keeps up to keep Cole out.] And I would like to meet them, should you like.
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Someone else might be suspicious, but Cole trusts Solas, completely and wholly. Solas is his friend. Solas is gentle with his mistakes, and understands him.]
I would like. Ai doesn't trust people because they often hurt spirits if they know they're there where she is from. I told her you were good and kind. She needs friends that understand.
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The mask comes easy now.]
If you want to introduce us, that would make me happy, Cole.
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[And it's true. Solas might push everyone else away with backhanded compliments and the damnation of faint praise, but not Cole. Never Cole.]
When she's inclined to meet, you shall use this device? [He taps the comms device, eyes crinkling at the corner.] I will attempt to answer in kind.
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You said the Death spirits are married? [This obviously intrigues him - there's a hungry expression on his face, almost greedy. He wears the look of a man starved.] These spirits affect mortal behavior? [He's absolutely fascinated by the idea, his eyes glittering. He still hasn't quite wrapped his mind around the idea that these spirits won't behave like the ones he has known.]
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