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[11calls]

No, they weren't, but they definitely were the ones in power for a huge part of the shitty things that humanity's done. Even when it's not their fault directly, they're still not helping fight what is.

[Alex just shrugs and then she laughs softly.]

Yeah, probably. But what's up?

[tevinteraltus]

True enough, and the Chantry, when the heavens were torn and demons spilled unfettered into our world, pointed fingers and floundered about like decapitated chickens.

[He raised an eyebrow at her question. She'd invited him here after all.]

I was hoping you'd tell me, though I'd believe it if you were simply to claim you meant to tease we with your literary inheritance.

[11calls]

[Alex frowned at the mention of demons; it was a habit after all, and she never really got any better at preventing it from happening. It's just who she was now, and a year in this place hadn't tempered it any; it had only made it worse honestly.]

You reached out though, I thought you might have had a reason.

[tevinteraltus]

[And until this very moment, Dorian had the distinct impression he'd dodged that particular line of questioning, but it would seem his charm wasn't potent enough to deviate Alex's attentiveness.

He heaved a sigh and turned back to the wall of books. They were, after all, the most quiet and constant of friends, books.]

Magnus has gone. Again.

[11calls]

[This is Alex. She never really lets anything go honestly. All one needs to do is ask Richard about that. But the words surprised her and she just frowned at him.]

Oh Dorian. I’m so sorry. That's terrible!

[tevinteraltus]

[And there it was, the very reason he'd withheld the information in the first place. Pity.]

It should be expected, shouldn't it? We are from various worlds, after all.

[A callous response, perhaps, but it was also a self-defense mechanism.]

[11calls]

[it wasn’t pity. Alex didn’t pity him. Instead she felt sad for him and sad for magnus and sad that Dorian didn’t have someone who deserved him in his life. But she’s also quite good at knowing that defensive mechanism after being around Richard so much so she just comes over with the bottle and adds some to his glass without saying anything.

He knew she was sorry. Alex didn’t need to repeat it again.]

[tevinteraltus]

[If only Dorian could stomach the idea that he deserved someone at all, to hold him, to tell him everything was going to be alright...maybe he'd listen more, be more open.

Still, after so many years of having no worth other than capability, it was all he could find his value in. His eyes were grateful as she refilled his glass and he breathed a long sigh and lapses into silence for a moment, looking down at the swirling liquid.]

I'm...so tired, Alex, and I haven't even begun.