Considering Cousland for...somewhere. Maybe.

[noblearse]

If you believe me to be so antagonistic towards everyone then why do you insist on pulling me out of that empty little head of yours to put me somewhere? What would be the point?

Put me back, fool.

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[noblearse]

It is not a request. It is a demand.

[Just to clear that up.]

And I will keep on. There is little else to do up here.

[selfloyalty]

Then enjoy your demands falling on deaf ears.

You will miss the 'little else to do' when your mun finally does place you somewhere and starts throwing you about like a doll.

[noblearse]

[He's scoffing, because him? A doll? PFFFFT.]

She will tire of this and put me back where I belong, eventually.

[selfloyalty]

We can only hope.

[said with such sarcasm woops.]

[noblearse]

Don't you have other duties to attend to?

[Noblemen code for "go away you bore me". Besides she still gives him guilty feelings he'd rather ignore with the whole, letting her father get stabbed by Alistair thing. I mean no get out.]

[selfloyalty]

[SHE KNOWS THE CODE WELL having used it time and time again.]

I do, in fact. And surprisingly I do not need to be reminded.

[she's a ~queen~ she'll leave on her own accord tyvm.]

I would ask the same of you, but seeing as you have been busy mulling about in your mundane's "empty" head, I venture to say a bit of fresh air may in fact do you some good.