[ From the moment Flint speaks those words aloud, John feels anticipation prickle across his skin, settle in his palms. There's nothing to grab and secret away in his pockets; he's moved far beyond that type of bounty.
The pile of documents Flint places in his hands is something far different. And far better, truly. John smooths a palm down the first page, smile curling across his face. ]
Now that is useful.
[ The documents are security. It means when they reach a certain point in their own campaign, the Inquisition will possess a safeguard against at least one nation. Jonn's quiet for a moment, before he lifts his gaze back to Flint. ]
Temperate. [ A beat. ] But fast-changing.
[ A faint note of exasperation creeps into John's voice as he recalls familial squabbles. ]
We'll have to proceed carefully there. And if anything goes wrong with that blasted dwarf...
[ John is still more bothered at the idea of losing their foothold in Antiva than at the idea of pissing of the Qunari, but what else is new. ]
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The pile of documents Flint places in his hands is something far different. And far better, truly. John smooths a palm down the first page, smile curling across his face. ]
Now that is useful.
[ The documents are security. It means when they reach a certain point in their own campaign, the Inquisition will possess a safeguard against at least one nation. Jonn's quiet for a moment, before he lifts his gaze back to Flint. ]
Temperate. [ A beat. ] But fast-changing.
[ A faint note of exasperation creeps into John's voice as he recalls familial squabbles. ]
We'll have to proceed carefully there. And if anything goes wrong with that blasted dwarf...
[ John is still more bothered at the idea of losing their foothold in Antiva than at the idea of pissing of the Qunari, but what else is new. ]