[ She was going to offer to bring wine or something strong but... ]
All right. I'll see you soon.
[ And it is perhaps an hour later when Lavellan finally arrives at Cassandra's apartment, brushing off her pant legs before she knocks on the door. She feels fidgety, like she's under scrutiny from Cassandra, though she's known her the longest of anyone else and trusts her implicitly. But she doesn't remember her and if what Cullen has told her of Adaar is true--
Well. Cassandra has no reason to trust her. But she stands there, prepared, if not apprehensive. ]
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All right. I'll see you soon.
[ And it is perhaps an hour later when Lavellan finally arrives at Cassandra's apartment, brushing off her pant legs before she knocks on the door. She feels fidgety, like she's under scrutiny from Cassandra, though she's known her the longest of anyone else and trusts her implicitly. But she doesn't remember her and if what Cullen has told her of Adaar is true--
Well. Cassandra has no reason to trust her. But she stands there, prepared, if not apprehensive. ]