[Logically, objectively, Kion knew that this wasn't the Solas from his world. That there could be any number of differences aside from the identities of the Inquisitor, of Rook.
But so much lined up that it had a faint thread of unease crawling up his spine in a way that had tension slipping into his posture. The connection he knew about, for all the idea of Blood Magic used to manipulate unsettled him it was a useful thing. And with Neve around, there was no way the idea of Solas sneakily adding some other effect hadn't come up. Multiple times. But the admission was still somewhat startling.]
Okay. Not thrilled to hear that, but circumstances as they were... [He could understand the why, even if he still didn't like it. He took a steadying breath.] What was the 'something more'?
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But so much lined up that it had a faint thread of unease crawling up his spine in a way that had tension slipping into his posture. The connection he knew about, for all the idea of Blood Magic used to manipulate unsettled him it was a useful thing. And with Neve around, there was no way the idea of Solas sneakily adding some other effect hadn't come up. Multiple times. But the admission was still somewhat startling.]
Okay. Not thrilled to hear that, but circumstances as they were... [He could understand the why, even if he still didn't like it. He took a steadying breath.] What was the 'something more'?