( as if hawke would put him up to anything. as if hawke would ever trust him, or love him, or share a kind word, or a secret, or a laughter, or a smile with him again. fenris can mock his passion, his magic, his dedication to his causes, but it's low of him to mock his feelings for hawke. something in him turns stony. beyond the stirring heat from justice threatening to set his nerves ablaze, he feels... cold.
he should expect nothing less. )
You're a wretched DOG, FENRIS.
( when it gets to be too much, it's justice who takes over, justice who mediates the world for anders to navigate. )
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( as if hawke would put him up to anything. as if hawke would ever trust him, or love him, or share a kind word, or a secret, or a laughter, or a smile with him again. fenris can mock his passion, his magic, his dedication to his causes, but it's low of him to mock his feelings for hawke. something in him turns stony. beyond the stirring heat from justice threatening to set his nerves ablaze, he feels... cold.
he should expect nothing less. )
You're a wretched DOG, FENRIS.
( when it gets to be too much, it's justice who takes over, justice who mediates the world for anders to navigate. )
YOU'VE CURSED MY SINCERITY FOR THE LAST TIME.