[ Hello to you too, Anders. Merrill is suddenly very glad for Zevran's presence behind her, and for the kitten (which is not really a shield, but it is an innocent life, which means Justice is perhaps less likely to violently manifest and pull a Fenris through Merrill's ribcage). Anders is not doing well, and she offers a soft smile, a little uncertain. ]
I wanted to see if there was anything you needed, actually.
[ Zevran, if you can help her tactfully point out that Anders looks like shit, that would be great. ]
[It's out before he can call it back and he feels even more like shit. The kitten starts butting its little head against his chin, which is distracting, too. He bites the inside of his mouth, trying to get a handle on himself.]
It's complicated. And the only things that will help are things that cannot be.
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I wanted to see if there was anything you needed, actually.
[ Zevran, if you can help her tactfully point out that Anders looks like shit, that would be great. ]
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[ Zevran sidles up, draping a kitten upon Anders' shoulder. ]
You look like shit, my friend.
[ See? He is the HEIGHT of tact! ]
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[It's out before he can call it back and he feels even more like shit. The kitten starts butting its little head against his chin, which is distracting, too. He bites the inside of his mouth, trying to get a handle on himself.]
It's complicated. And the only things that will help are things that cannot be.
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[ Carefully extracting the kitten she's holding from her chest, Merrill sets it on the opposite shoulder. ]
You can tell us about it, at least. We'd like to try.