[ it's nice, to hear the joking again. The last time she had really talked to Cullen, he had been locked in the mental prison of a desire demon, thinking that she...

well. that she was something she imagined he hadn't wanted her to hear at the time ]

My particular brand of demon can last just fine with it. [ she starts to pace a little, cringing when she realizes just how long it's been since she stood up, went outside, or any of those normal, non-demon transforming mage activities. Solona turns to him with a small half smile ]

I suppose now's not the time to encourage wariness between mages and templars. What would you suggest doing to convince the recruits not to smite me?