(Her voice is low like his, and a little rueful.) Somebody else did.
(Half of their story is the same. The first part, the part where Abby couldn't save herself; she wasn't trying hard enough, she thinks, or maybe she didn't really want to. Maybe she didn't see anything worth salvaging. Lev saw something different.
And Thedas took him away. Thedas put a whole world between them.
She looks at him carefully, her arms drawn across herself.)
I'm glad that you're free here.
(Abby can mean that and still mourn what she lost. It's not like Thedas hasn't tried its best to placate her. She isn't lonely here, and she's met people she thinks she could, one day, try to love.)
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(Her voice is low like his, and a little rueful.) Somebody else did.
(Half of their story is the same. The first part, the part where Abby couldn't save herself; she wasn't trying hard enough, she thinks, or maybe she didn't really want to. Maybe she didn't see anything worth salvaging. Lev saw something different.
And Thedas took him away. Thedas put a whole world between them.
She looks at him carefully, her arms drawn across herself.)
I'm glad that you're free here.
(Abby can mean that and still mourn what she lost. It's not like Thedas hasn't tried its best to placate her. She isn't lonely here, and she's met people she thinks she could, one day, try to love.)