Hawke's hand is large and as warm as the man himself seems to be, something solid in this place where things can shift on a whim. The touch is only momentarily surprising at this point. A little more surprising is his own response; Emmrich reaches up to rest a hand over Hawke's. He's being comforting, he tells himself, and tries to ignore any fluttering he feels.
"If it's any consolation, faith is a powerful force. There will be many who simply refuse to believe that Elgar'nan and Ghilan'nain showed up, forget that they were ever more than excessively powerful mages. And the Chant has been challenged before. Those who choose to believe it will simply go on as if nothing's changed."
After giving Hawke's hand a squeeze, Emmrich pulls back his hand, stands and offers his hand right back out in case the man would like help standing.
"And I have no doubt my team will have you." He will not let his mind wander further down that road. "We're a little mage-heavy but no one's complained yet. There's Neve, Bellara, Rook, and myself, all mages. Then we have Lucanis, the Crow who works with daggers," and considering the story of Kirkwall he's going to have to ask Lucanis for permission to broach the topic of Spite with Hawke before they meet, "Lace, an archer, Taash, who uses axes, and Davrin, a Grey Warden who uses sword and shield. And griffon."
There. He can at least interject a little bit of joy into the mix of heavy news as there's no chance Hawke's heard of griffons being back. Perhaps later they can talk about still needing to rescue 12 of them, but there's no need to spoil some happy news.
As soon as Hawke's up, whether he takes Emmrich's hand or not, Emmrich is once more claimed by waking up and vanishes.
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"If it's any consolation, faith is a powerful force. There will be many who simply refuse to believe that Elgar'nan and Ghilan'nain showed up, forget that they were ever more than excessively powerful mages. And the Chant has been challenged before. Those who choose to believe it will simply go on as if nothing's changed."
After giving Hawke's hand a squeeze, Emmrich pulls back his hand, stands and offers his hand right back out in case the man would like help standing.
"And I have no doubt my team will have you." He will not let his mind wander further down that road. "We're a little mage-heavy but no one's complained yet. There's Neve, Bellara, Rook, and myself, all mages. Then we have Lucanis, the Crow who works with daggers," and considering the story of Kirkwall he's going to have to ask Lucanis for permission to broach the topic of Spite with Hawke before they meet, "Lace, an archer, Taash, who uses axes, and Davrin, a Grey Warden who uses sword and shield. And griffon."
There. He can at least interject a little bit of joy into the mix of heavy news as there's no chance Hawke's heard of griffons being back. Perhaps later they can talk about still needing to rescue 12 of them, but there's no need to spoil some happy news.
As soon as Hawke's up, whether he takes Emmrich's hand or not, Emmrich is once more claimed by waking up and vanishes.