[Luckily, Varric notices the outright confusion and decides to take pity on him.] I mean I wrote a letter mostly full of bullshit and they gave me the job. They didn't let me quit my old one, though, so they might have smelled something off.
[He'll have to work on that. But mostly, Hawke has very much the right idea: the career change had very little to do with Varric's sense of personal responsibility or 'initiative'. Initiative is when you con somebody before they can con you, right? Something like that.
But hell, this isn't Thedas anymore. He's still working out where he fits, slotting himself in in the right places. Trying to figure out if he even can slot in in the right places - maybe they'll always be jutting out awkwardly a little bit and they're just going to have to own it.]
Well, welcome to the Moira. [He spreads his arms as if in actual welcome.] The ship's travelling somewhere - Maker knows where, but if we go straight there without stopping or taking any detours it's going to take a few more months. [His voice makes it very clear he doesn't think they're going to go there without stopping or making detours.]
Everybody on board except the captains came on just like we did - one minute you're minding your own business and the next... [The gesture he makes is rather a vague one.] The next you don't know what the hell is going on anymore because you're suddenly in blighted space.
...Unless you mean here as in with Emiri, in which case I might need a drink of something first.
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[He'll have to work on that. But mostly, Hawke has very much the right idea: the career change had very little to do with Varric's sense of personal responsibility or 'initiative'. Initiative is when you con somebody before they can con you, right? Something like that.
But hell, this isn't Thedas anymore. He's still working out where he fits, slotting himself in in the right places. Trying to figure out if he even can slot in in the right places - maybe they'll always be jutting out awkwardly a little bit and they're just going to have to own it.]
Well, welcome to the Moira. [He spreads his arms as if in actual welcome.] The ship's travelling somewhere - Maker knows where, but if we go straight there without stopping or taking any detours it's going to take a few more months. [His voice makes it very clear he doesn't think they're going to go there without stopping or making detours.]
Everybody on board except the captains came on just like we did - one minute you're minding your own business and the next... [The gesture he makes is rather a vague one.] The next you don't know what the hell is going on anymore because you're suddenly in blighted space.
...Unless you mean here as in with Emiri, in which case I might need a drink of something first.