[Varric's mind manages to completely explain away the metal arm and leg so that, while he's not really properly looking, he manages to assume it's armour. What's concerning him is the breathing. He's no healer, but that's the sound of somebody who probably shouldn't be upright...and yet is, scrambling away until he hits the wall.
Squinting at the boy, an eyebrow quirked sardonically - "fine", right - Varric shrugs.] Haven't got that far yet. We're both in the 'hey, this isn't where I passed out' stage of our kidnapping.
I assume it's a kidnapping - unless we're both one hell of a pair of sleepwalkers.
argh what the hell notifs I'm sorry!
Squinting at the boy, an eyebrow quirked sardonically - "fine", right - Varric shrugs.] Haven't got that far yet. We're both in the 'hey, this isn't where I passed out' stage of our kidnapping.
I assume it's a kidnapping - unless we're both one hell of a pair of sleepwalkers.