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[charges]

That's...

[Impossible? Unbelievable? Krem has seen enough to know that there are just things that he doesn't understand, that he cannot possibly fathom, and that's just how it is.]

...huh. So we're just sailing through the stars, eh? Never thought I'd have that happen to me.

[fade_away]

[Wait until you hear the part about how the fact that there's not one but two physical personifications of Death here.

Then again, people from Thedas have to accept abstract concepts given form. See: Compassion. Literally right in front of Krem. So maybe that's one of the less weird things.]

They're all far away from each other. They look much closer, but we don't get near any of them.

[charges]

So why us? And what are we doing here? Where are we headed?

[He's out of his element, and almost desperately looking for someone to report to, to ground him. If only The Iron Bull were here- he was always like a rock for Krem, someone to ground him. He was more dear to him than his blood family.

But it wasn't fair to iterrogate Cole, and so he nods at him.]

...sorry. If you have a clue, I'd appreciate it, but don't strain yourself for my part.

[Cole looked a bit older, but he struck Krem as a younger child, with the way he spoke- it was almost innocent, in a way.]

[fade_away]

Others have been here longer. They know things. All twisted up inside though. Hard to hear, trying to find words in echos.

Cullen and Dorian might know. Varric's friend from Kirkwall is here too.

[Cole likes to help, he wants to, but he doesn't always do it right. And the things he finds out aren't always the most relevant.]

[charges]

[He can't exactly put his finger on what's up with Cole. His mind seemed addled, in a way. It's almost like Cole is speaking in code, but he doesn't have the right knowledge to decipher it]

I'll give them a look, then. Thank you, Cole.

[And he almost dismisses himself, but he hesitates.]

...do you need help with anything else? Shoes?

[fade_away]

[Cole makes a face at the 'shoes' question.]

The ties don't listen to me. They are unreasonable.

[charges]

Well...

[He rolls his shoulders, stretching like he was about to get into a fight, and he cracked his knuckles.]

Lucky for you, I'm good at arguing with them. I can hit 'em a few times, if you need, I can get persuasive with my fists.

[fade_away]

[Cole's eyes widen slightly. He ... appears to totally be buying into this, yes.

He is, after all, a strange boy.]

Do not hurt them too badly. They are being within their nature. Which is to be difficult. Dorian tried to teach me how to persuade them but they get troublesome at the end.

[He can do a basic knot, it's once the loopies start that he gets lost.]

[charges]

[Krem steps over to a bench and sits down, and then pats his leg.]

Alright, foot up here, let me show you how it's done.

[fade_away]

[Cole is intrigued and a little worried. He almost tips over trying to coordinate putting his feet up right - you'd think a rogue would be more coordinated, but there is a big difference between common problems between friends and needing to dart in between Red Templars and stab them in the neck.]

[charges]

Alright, here.

[Krem pulls up the laces, holding them for Cole to see.]

This is easy, this is now my father taught me. You take these, and you do this loop...

[He crossed one over the other.]

...now you make nug ears...

[And he held the laces loosely in two loops.]

...and then one more loop.

[And he loops them, one under the other, slowly, so Cole can see. He pats the sides of his foot.]

Alright, other foot.

[fade_away]

[He focuses hard on the movement of Krem's hands. It's like how Dorian showed him. There's other things Cole sees, hears too, though. The gentle warmth of Krem's father, demonstrating the same years and years ago. He is back in Tevinter. So far away from Skyhold. So much farther away from the Tranquility. The distance is almost the same, though, in that they are both very out of reach.]

I like nugs.

[He shifts his weight, bringing up the other foot for Krem. He will figure shoes out. He is determined to reason with them.]

[charges]

[Krem chuckles softly.]

I like them, too. Maybe I can make you one.

[He sets to tying this shoe, too, holding up the loops.]

Nug ears, deon't forget that.

[Kids seemed to remember better when they were taught like this. Cole seemed to be a bit of a child, despite his appearance. Krem didn't feel the need to baby him, but what he did feel the need to do was expalin things in the way a kid might understand- strightforward, and honest.]

let me know if this is okay I can totally change it (standard disclaimer for anything cole says rly)

[fade_away]

[Yes, the small plush nugs. With wings. They fly in the way that nugs don't. They are cute, and you can hug them tight and not have to worry about hurting them.]

Nug ears. Don't forget that.

[Between Dorian and Krem he will learn to tie his shoes, Maker willing.

Of course, that's assuming Krem finishes.]

Looking forward, looking at yourself, no, it's a mirror. Downward, so small. A father knows. Maker protect my child. He never says the words, but they're always inside of him, like a heartbeat.

you're fine!

[charges]

[Krem falters, and looks over at Cole. The words cut through him- he had regrets, he did. For all he had done, Krem knew that he couldn't be the girl they wanted him to be.

He was always torn between loyalty and being true to himself, and that meant that he couldn't be the daughter they thought they had.

He had condemned his family to slavery to be true to himself.

Krem has regrets, and he drinks to forget them. He drinks to forget standing next to his father, pretending to shave with a small piece of wood, knowing that he would be a son that could make his father and mother proud.]

Something your father said, Cole?

[He's a little unnerved, but he tries to play it off.]

[fade_away]

No. [The word is soft but sure. Krem's father loved him. He knew, and he loved him. It's always a little strange, because Cole's family was the first 'experience' Compassion had with families. It has since become clear that Cole's experience was not standard. Maybe he should clarify, so Krem doesn't make the mistake too.] Cole's father told him to die like a man.

[charges]

[Krem is shaken, unnerved, but he tries not to show it. He's a good soldier, and a good leader, and so he just takes Cole's foot off of his lap and reaches out to ruffle that fluffy hair again.]

Alright, Spooky. That's good for now. Argued those laces right into submission, I did. Don't forget about the nug ears, eh?

[He chokes down what he's feeling, but he knows he'll need a drink to yet to sleep tonight.]

[fade_away]

[Cole stands on his own two feet, looking down at his newly tied laces. They do indeed appear to be more cooperative now.]

I won't forget. Thank you, Krem.

[He knows he must have said something wrong but he doesn't know what. He is learning to back off at least when he has made things worse. Unfortunately he genuinely lacks the ability to understand the whys.]

Dorian knows where the bar is.

[charges]

Should have known. You can't get a Vint within two towns of a tavern without them finding the booze. It's one thing we're good at.

[And he would need it, tonight.]

Take care, Spooky. Let me know if you need someone to argue with your shoes again.