[Hawke just sort of stares at him, flask halfway to her mouth in preparation for the long drink she was going to take in response to what she figured would be some sort of Tony Stark Joke (TM).
She didn't expect this kind of response. Not from him. Not because she thought he was unkind but because people simply never thanked her. Hawke did things. Hawke got results. People wanted more things. That was how it went.
It was like it filled a little hole in her that she didn't even really know existed because it was easier not to acknowledge it. She coughed, feeling that tightness return despite not wanting it to be there. She should be happy right?
But instead whatever was filled inside of her started to overflow and run around the edges of other holes that had been broken open in the past few weeks.
She saved Dum-E but not her sister or her father or her mother or her brother. She saved Pepper but not the Viscount's son. Why? Surely, she should have been to do more for her family if she'd really loved them?
And if she was going to die, who would watch over her friends? What would Varric do? Who would help Merrill get through the city? Help calm Anders?
Who would protect Kirkwall? What happens to Kirkwall in the war?
She coughs again trying to clear the feeling but the air is starting thin and breathing feels impossible under the weight in her chest. But her focus is on not letting Tony see any of it if she can help it.]
Feelings, Mr. Stark? You ought to be careful. I've heard they're dangerous.
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She didn't expect this kind of response. Not from him. Not because she thought he was unkind but because people simply never thanked her. Hawke did things. Hawke got results. People wanted more things. That was how it went.
It was like it filled a little hole in her that she didn't even really know existed because it was easier not to acknowledge it. She coughed, feeling that tightness return despite not wanting it to be there. She should be happy right?
But instead whatever was filled inside of her started to overflow and run around the edges of other holes that had been broken open in the past few weeks.
She saved Dum-E but not her sister or her father or her mother or her brother. She saved Pepper but not the Viscount's son. Why? Surely, she should have been to do more for her family if she'd really loved them?
And if she was going to die, who would watch over her friends? What would Varric do? Who would help Merrill get through the city? Help calm Anders?
Who would protect Kirkwall? What happens to Kirkwall in the war?
She coughs again trying to clear the feeling but the air is starting thin and breathing feels impossible under the weight in her chest. But her focus is on not letting Tony see any of it if she can help it.]
Feelings, Mr. Stark? You ought to be careful. I've heard they're dangerous.