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[lovingvambrace]

trebuchets feat. carrier type ❝Cullen Rutherford❞ text audio video #2 Driftwood Ln.

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[brooder]

No, he is not that bad. He is far worse.

[ He grunts, broodily. ]

[lovingvambrace]

Well, you know if or when you need somewhere to decompress, you're welcome here.

[He honestly can't tell how much of this is genuine dislike for Dorian or how much of it is disgruntlement at liking him. He has known him long enough to know it could go either way.]

[brooder]

And let him believe he's won? [ He grunts again. But then adds: ]

Thank you.

[lovingvambrace]

My. Has it come down to the point of a competition for holding space, then?

[He's doing his best not to sound as amused as he is.]

[brooder]

It always has been. Him and his constant complaints... And yet you know they are complete lies. He wouldn't have agreed to a permanent contract with Bull if he meant any of them.

He is lucky that Bull is there or I would have done away with him long ago.

[lovingvambrace]

No, he certainly would not.

[The contract issue had been a fraught one between them, a point of contention more than once. Before. He has to keep reminding himself things are different now.]

It sounds like things are tense.

[brooder]

No more than usual.

[ Which was Fenris' way of admitting that things weren't honestly that bad, but he clearly was going to continue bitching about the mage anyway. ]

... it's tolerable.

[lovingvambrace]

[Oho. So that's how it is. He's less concerned now, more amused.]

Well, I'm glad. There's enough wrong with this place that an intolerable living situation shouldn't be piled atop it.

[brooder]

This place is still better than Tevinter.

[ At least, so far. ]

Pray we never end up there.

[lovingvambrace]

Oh, believe me, it's nowhere I'd ever wish to go.

[For a variety of reasons.]

Something good came of it, though.

[brooder]

What good?

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[lovingvambrace]

You, of course.

[brooder]

... [ For a long moment he stares at Cullen. At his friend's warm, genuine face, and he was unable to take it. He looked away, his hair shielding his face as he murmured. ]

Thank you.

[lovingvambrace]

[He expected that reaction, more or less. He simply smiles.]

You're welcome.

[brooder]

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