isabela embroiders fenris’ binder with gold threading, clever fingers quick and nimble with a needle as she decorates the simple thing with glistening stars. they stand out against the black, small gold twinkling things that make a show of the cover.
he watches her quietly from the bed, lanky legs crossed and elbows resting against the sharp jut of his knees.
"it’s so you can wear the sky on your back," she says idly when he asks why even bother when nobody can see it beneath his tunic. he’s not sure if she’s serious, and by the glint in her eye made warm by the fire in the fireplace, he knows she’s not.
he doesn’t wear it, not for a long time. he has more sensible ones, ones with less delicate needlework, ones meant to be torn apart in the midst of battle, ones he can sew and mend crudely together without damaging the design.
but then she’s gone. something having to do with the arishok, with sorting herself out, with yelling at hawke and storming away passing the dead bodies and fallen buildings as she goes away. she’s gone for months. then a year. then longer.
when he puts on the binder finally, it’s a warm embrace from someone he didn’t know he could miss. the sky glitters along his chest in golden makeshift stars as he looks at himself in the mirror. tracing made-up constellations he wonders what the stars look like wherever she is.
gayprotagonist i have been following you for a loooooooooooong time but now that i am actually playing da2 i recognize your url as the awesome canon grab that it is. so congrats on your url, i mean to say
oh my gosh thank you!!! i wasn’t sure how many people would recognize it because it’s only referenced in that one quest but dang i love qunlat so much