There was no talking to him, Rook thought, staring at the empty bed; he was no longer there.
She wasn't sure if she meant Varric, or Solas. She was sure that she did not want to speak to whoever was lingering in the doorway behind her.
"Didn't think you'd be in here." It was Lace. That was okay.
"He said he abhorred blood magic."
Lace shrugged. "Honestly, he's got a bad history with blood, in general."
Rook turned, sharply.
"Hey, I can say that! Listen - Solas said a lot of things. Blood magic is bad when shitty people do it."
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