[A good look on her, Bull thinks of that smile. Missing the lines of age that experience can sometimes leave. It speaks to him, too, this talk of dragons. Even if theirs may be wildly different, it reminds Bull of being back in Thedas, with a weapon in his hand and a trusted companion guarding his back.
Up to this point, he's spoken of the Qunari as his people without the confusion of the Tal-Vashoth. They aren't technically his people anymore, but these are the easiest ways to answer the questions, so he goes with it for now.
And perhaps the distinction is still hard to make. Even after so much time.]
Not really. We give them names, but they're not like people names. Sandy Howler, Northern Hunter... that kind of thing. Usually it matters where they are, their territory.
The last one I saw was named Ataashi itself. [His expression turns grim. This had been recent.] The Qunari were using the dragon's venom to make explosives. We freed it, but not before it almost burned our socks off. Can't blame it.
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Up to this point, he's spoken of the Qunari as his people without the confusion of the Tal-Vashoth. They aren't technically his people anymore, but these are the easiest ways to answer the questions, so he goes with it for now.
And perhaps the distinction is still hard to make. Even after so much time.]
Not really. We give them names, but they're not like people names. Sandy Howler, Northern Hunter... that kind of thing. Usually it matters where they are, their territory.
The last one I saw was named Ataashi itself. [His expression turns grim. This had been recent.] The Qunari were using the dragon's venom to make explosives. We freed it, but not before it almost burned our socks off. Can't blame it.