Hawke's mouth quirks in a smile at the comment about bad beds. It's rare that she's had to do without at least a bedroll, but he's definitely right. Bad beds are a lot more comfy than rocks.
"Cloud Strife, huh. Did you pick it yourself? Not that I can comment. My name is Hawke." She imagines they've both heard more than their fair share of bad puns based on names. Still, being named Strife begs the question of how much this guy goes looking for trouble.
The thing is, she'd suspect not much. Trouble finds him, of that she has no doubt, but he doesn't have the air of bravado she'd expect to go with a name like that.
Asking where he is actually makes him seem a bit more trustworthy; a demon (don't think she hasn't considered that as a possibility) would be more seductive and less uncertain. Demons are arrogant, even when they're trying to be subtle.
Granted, Hawke is a soft touch, not that she admits it. She gives him a measuring look, but answers his question without teasing. "This city is Kirkwall, in the Free Marches. Which is in Thedas." She's leaning less toward lyrium addict and more towards some strange Fade spirit thing made incarnate now. Though he talks like your average bewildered human being in a rough spot. Puzzling. "Where are you supposed to be?"
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Date: 2013-03-15 09:37 am (UTC)"Cloud Strife, huh. Did you pick it yourself? Not that I can comment. My name is Hawke." She imagines they've both heard more than their fair share of bad puns based on names. Still, being named Strife begs the question of how much this guy goes looking for trouble.
The thing is, she'd suspect not much. Trouble finds him, of that she has no doubt, but he doesn't have the air of bravado she'd expect to go with a name like that.
Asking where he is actually makes him seem a bit more trustworthy; a demon (don't think she hasn't considered that as a possibility) would be more seductive and less uncertain. Demons are arrogant, even when they're trying to be subtle.
Granted, Hawke is a soft touch, not that she admits it. She gives him a measuring look, but answers his question without teasing. "This city is Kirkwall, in the Free Marches. Which is in Thedas." She's leaning less toward lyrium addict and more towards some strange Fade spirit thing made incarnate now. Though he talks like your average bewildered human being in a rough spot. Puzzling. "Where are you supposed to be?"