There's a raise of his eyebrow at her words, and then a slow smile as she corrects herself. "We have a habit of attracting the wrong sort, no matter where we go." Because, let's face it. The broody elf has attracted his fair share of idiots looking to prove something.
Fenris doesn't care that they're covered in blood - Hawke's never looked as beautiful as she does after a fight, stained with blood and sweat, a look in her eyes making them all that much brighter. He holds his blade in one hand, the other arm wrapping around her waist and tugging her close to him. "If only your enemies knew the way to strike an agreement with you."
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Date: 2013-04-28 11:55 pm (UTC)Fenris doesn't care that they're covered in blood - Hawke's never looked as beautiful as she does after a fight, stained with blood and sweat, a look in her eyes making them all that much brighter. He holds his blade in one hand, the other arm wrapping around her waist and tugging her close to him. "If only your enemies knew the way to strike an agreement with you."