some grumpy grump hates kids

[trulyfree]

[No formal introductions here since Fenris is preoccupied with the noise coming from down the hall.]

I returned to my quarters to find the others rooming with me to be missing and shrieks echoing down the hallway.

Perhaps it should be of no concern, but it seems some of the younger ones among us are murdering each other collectively in some strange ritual. I am uncertain of if it would be wise to intrude, though advice would be appreciated as to whether or not I should bolt the door and bar them from returning as punishment for their unruly behavior.

[Not that he hasn't already done just that.]

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[pseudologist]

Then you're in good company.

[It's jovial, even if the information Fenris has imparted is troubling - as everything he's ever heard of Tevinter and Danarius has been troubling.]

The way I hear it, dreams are just the stories your sleeping mind tells you, given form by the Fade.

[trulyfree]

[He hums inquisitively through the telepathic link.]

I'm not certain I wish to know what stories my mind hopes to tell. Yes, perhaps it is for then best.

I much prefer hearing your stories anyway. [There's a distinct, content note to the words, almost as if he is making a joke at Varric's expense.]