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From:

serves

Thank you. [Cullen takes the cup with a smile, fingers brushing against hers as she does so.]

I'm glad you've made a comfortable place for yourself here.

From:

dawnwillcome

[Once the cup is passed off, Jove sits beside him on the bed.]

I'll still always prefer whatever home we might happen to find on the planets we visit, but this is a good fall back. What about you, though? Are you getting more comfortable?

From:

serves

I think my crewmates and I are warming up to one another. It helps, now that Varric is awake.

From:

dawnwillcome

It's funny how that works, isn't it? I don't know how he manages to calm things around him so well but he always has, it seems.

[She reaches out to touch the back of his hand lightly, giving it a gentle nudge upwards.]

You'll want to drink that before it gets cold, by the way. It's not at all good when it's cooled down.

From:

serves

Don't tell Cassandra that.

[He smiles at her over the lip of the cup before taking a sip.

While lightly resting his hand on her knee, of course.]

From:

dawnwillcome

[Of course. And she has a witty response to that, but it seems less important when he's decided to rest his hand on her leg.]

And now the real reason for your visit comes out.

From:

serves

Should I move my hand?

From:

dawnwillcome

I- no. No, it's fine there.

[But she looks a little surprised, and to avoid him taking that the wrong way she'll just mention the reason.]

I honestly was expecting you to blush and stammer. You've come a long way, Commander.

From:

serves

[He chuckles. His other hand would rub the back of his neck if he weren't holding a cup, so he just takes another sip.]

We're a little more comfortable with one another now, I think.

From:

dawnwillcome

That's almost too bad, the blushing and stammering was my favorite part.

From:

serves

Now I know you're teasing me.

From:

dawnwillcome

Only a little. It really was cute.

[She lays her hand over his, squeezing it gently.]

This has its draws too, though.

From:

serves

Cute isn't really a thing I'd aim for... [He's a commander! They can't be cute. But he turns his hand to grasp hers, returning the squeeze.]

From:

dawnwillcome

That's really too bad, girls like cute things.

From:

serves

[GIRLS ARE DIFFICULT, but Cullen just smiles--cutely--as he sips his tea.

Maybe he knows.]

From:

dawnwillcome

[Of course he knows, and maybe he won this from the very beginning. Either way, Jove is smiling as she tucks her hair behind her ears.]

In the future if you'd like it sweeter, I recommend honey.

From:

serves

I like it as it is. I can't remember the last time I added honey to my tea.

[He knocks that stuff back straight.]

Thank you, Jove.

From:

dawnwillcome

You're welcome, Cullen. I hope it helps you, I'd hate for you to spend more time than you need to feeling ill.

[The lyrium withdraws have to be bad enough, he doesn't need space sickness on top of that.]

From:

serves

I'll be fine. [His definition of fine, anyway.]

From:

dawnwillcome

[The problem with that is she wants him to be more than fine. She wants him to be happy, to feel safe, to have days with no pain or sick feelings, no nightmares.

Fine is all well and good, but he deserves more. She pats his hand and stands up, moving back to the table to start measuring herbs into a small bag for him.]

You brew it like any other kind of tea, and if you drink it before traveling it should prevent you from feeling any of the negative effects at all.

From:

serves

I'll be sure to give it a try and report the results. [He's eager to not feel queasy due to motion sickness. He's used to feeling sick from withdrawal.]