"So you would subject him to living in ignorance, subsisting on scraps, for all his days?" Solas' voice is unexpectedly harsh, and he doesn't truly mean the anger he implies in his tone. Not at her. Not any more.
"It's an allegory, V- Lethallin." His voice is softer, now. Kinder. Gentler. As though he is himself speaking to that wretched creature lost in darkness. "There are many answers to the question. Some suppose... the shadows another living creature casts on the wall are so grand and unlike anything he's seen, he's no choice but- but to worship them."
His voice catches on the last breath. It's the slightest thing in the world. He knows she'll catch it.
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Date: 2017-03-28 01:12 am (UTC)"It's an allegory, V- Lethallin." His voice is softer, now. Kinder. Gentler. As though he is himself speaking to that wretched creature lost in darkness. "There are many answers to the question. Some suppose... the shadows another living creature casts on the wall are so grand and unlike anything he's seen, he's no choice but- but to worship them."
His voice catches on the last breath. It's the slightest thing in the world. He knows she'll catch it.