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[thewhitepawn]

[Anduin's voice is once more quiet and lightly tinged with a well-composed disappointment. He had perhaps been a bit too-focused on finding a sembalnce of normalcy lately, and now...]

May Aunt Jaina find peace ...or at the very least the strength to ...get herself through what is to come.

[Because he knows what lies ahead for the departed Mage and feels nothing but sadness for it. More than the loneliness of an empty home, more than his homesickness and desire to see his father once more - this is still perhaps worse. The knowledge of what lay ahead for Jaina very soon now that she had gone home was heartbreaking. He sighs softly, the weariness creeping into his tone.]

Ah- tell me, what do you do when you have trouble sleeping?

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[thewhitepawn]

I'm sorry to hear that - I hope it turns out well though.

For ...what, I beg pardon?

[birdhousesoul]

Her humors, would you say they're balanced?

[thewhitepawn]

Well, here they were. But I'm from ...a place in her future.

[birdhousesoul]

[ A pause as Anders takes this in. ]

Ah.

A place in her future when she's not doing quite so well?

[thewhitepawn]

Things had happened around her - to her in the past months before I arrived here. Terrible things that she didn't deserve,and is now having to come to terms with.

[birdhousesoul]

[ Reflexively, but not insincerely: ] I'm sorry to hear it.

[ And less reflexively, more reflectively: ] The second time my friend was here, he was from a place in my past as well. He was much happier. [ Though it wasn't Hawke who'd go on to become less balanced, in the years he hadn't yet lived. That honor belongs, has belonged, to Anders. This trivial detail he deems not worth a mention. ] Now he's quite well-informed. It takes some getting used to.

If your aunt should come again, she'll need you. Perhaps that's why you are still here.

[thewhitepawn]

I imagine that it would. It's strange, how these ...timeways work around people, isn't it? Confusing.

Nevertheless... thank you. I needed to hear that, I think.

[birdhousesoul]

... You're welcome. I'm sorry, I'm not used to people thanking me for what I've got to say. Er ... your aunt's either fine or she's not, but what about yourself? How are you holding up?

[thewhitepawn]

[It's a soft sound, but definitely there. Gentle laughter because the distraction is nice and its helping to keep him somewhat centered.]

I'll be alright. It's everyone else I worry about.

[Boy doesn't know how to put his needs first.]