Shit. [Again, Varric felt the familiar sense of longing, a wish that he'd arrived sooner. He missed a hell of an adventure, it seemed. The kind of thing he could have enjoyed with Hawke, rather than dicking about and missing her.]
[Varric pushed the thought to the back of his head. He could think about it later, when he wasn't trying to have a conversation. He doubted that the creature beside him wanted to hear about his problems.]
You really didn't notice two years passing you by? [This was a much better conversation to have.]
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[Varric pushed the thought to the back of his head. He could think about it later, when he wasn't trying to have a conversation. He doubted that the creature beside him wanted to hear about his problems.]
You really didn't notice two years passing you by? [This was a much better conversation to have.]