"Not lacking in confidence. I'll give you that." He also knows he's not lacking in ability, at least not as far as he has seen for himself. He still vividly recalls the night he encountered him in the old Qunari quarter.
"I'll be sure they know what to expect." It won't do anyone any good if they panic or fail to understand what is actually going on. They aren't going to like it. Cullen doesn't like it. He doesn't have to like something to recognize its usefulness.
He pushes himself off the driftwood log he's using as a seat and settles directly into the sandy soil with a few shifts to work any lumps out beneath him. Now he can lean back against the large sea faded bole and prop his head to relax. One hand comes to rest just above the line of his sash.
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"I'll be sure they know what to expect." It won't do anyone any good if they panic or fail to understand what is actually going on. They aren't going to like it. Cullen doesn't like it. He doesn't have to like something to recognize its usefulness.
He pushes himself off the driftwood log he's using as a seat and settles directly into the sandy soil with a few shifts to work any lumps out beneath him. Now he can lean back against the large sea faded bole and prop his head to relax. One hand comes to rest just above the line of his sash.