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Bull stays against the wall as the others slowly clear the War Room. Leliana delivered a brief on Venatori activity in the west: they're sending scholars and large numbers out to the middle of nowhere, and there must be a reason. The Inquisitor wants to go herself, of course. She left with Leliana to discuss the route and told the rest of her close companions to be ready to go if called upon.
He noticed the way she looked around the room, where her eyes lingered. She'll want to take Dorian, of course, and she glanced at Bull long enough to make significant eye contact. Bull imagines that Sera or Cole might round out the party, or perhaps Cassandra, depending on whatever Leliana recommends.
His gaze drifts to the massive map laid out in the middle of the room - the Hissing Wastes sit on the far north western edge of the Western Approach. Even Bull has only ever been to the very edge of that territory.
After a moment, he realizes someone else is still in the room and he lifts his gaze to find Dorian there. When he's certain their alone, he flashes a small smile.
"You make it back to your room alright?"
The mage is in fresh clothes and looks entirely put together. Bull assumes he had no trouble.
He noticed the way she looked around the room, where her eyes lingered. She'll want to take Dorian, of course, and she glanced at Bull long enough to make significant eye contact. Bull imagines that Sera or Cole might round out the party, or perhaps Cassandra, depending on whatever Leliana recommends.
His gaze drifts to the massive map laid out in the middle of the room - the Hissing Wastes sit on the far north western edge of the Western Approach. Even Bull has only ever been to the very edge of that territory.
After a moment, he realizes someone else is still in the room and he lifts his gaze to find Dorian there. When he's certain their alone, he flashes a small smile.
"You make it back to your room alright?"
The mage is in fresh clothes and looks entirely put together. Bull assumes he had no trouble.