"I will," Dorian swore to him. He wanted to approach, to hold him as he went, but what would that achieve? Bull would still die, Dorian would still be left without him, forever.
He hazarded a look toward the fight in the distance. The Inquisitor was working on freeing the dragon. It swept its tail, taking out three of the qunari and Varric in the process. Fire and green light flashed. Dorian cursed.
"You won't last long. Should I go?"
It was up to Bull. Dorian could at least do him the service of making one last choice for himself.
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Date: 2017-10-27 01:43 am (UTC)He hazarded a look toward the fight in the distance. The Inquisitor was working on freeing the dragon. It swept its tail, taking out three of the qunari and Varric in the process. Fire and green light flashed. Dorian cursed.
"You won't last long. Should I go?"
It was up to Bull. Dorian could at least do him the service of making one last choice for himself.