[Just gonna ignore that protest. He needs to save his energy to resist wearily rolling his eyes, anyway. This event is a literal living, breathing nightmare, and if he didn't live there, he'd hate Thedas right about now.
... Actually, no, he does hate Thedas. At least the subterranean parts of it where darkspawn and the Old Gods live.]
Stay still.
[It would be just his luck for the guy to crawl off before he gets there, so he makes a point to hurry. The others will have to hold down the fort in the knock-off Deep Roads while he deals with this as best he can. How he's going to deal with it is something he hasn't quite figured out yet by the time he comes to a stop outside of Fitz's door. It's a work in progress.]
You're not going down easy, that's for sure.
[He pushes open the door. The humming--eerily reminiscent of that black and tainted thrum permanently lodged in the back of his mind--is indication Fitz hasn't keeled over yet. Stubborn bastard, this one.]
action okay?
... Actually, no, he does hate Thedas. At least the subterranean parts of it where darkspawn and the Old Gods live.]
Stay still.
[It would be just his luck for the guy to crawl off before he gets there, so he makes a point to hurry. The others will have to hold down the fort in the knock-off Deep Roads while he deals with this as best he can. How he's going to deal with it is something he hasn't quite figured out yet by the time he comes to a stop outside of Fitz's door. It's a work in progress.]
You're not going down easy, that's for sure.
[He pushes open the door. The humming--eerily reminiscent of that black and tainted thrum permanently lodged in the back of his mind--is indication Fitz hasn't keeled over yet. Stubborn bastard, this one.]