reparo: (o: judging)
hermione "well, actually" granger ([personal profile] reparo) wrote 2023-10-31 12:34 am (UTC)

A bit patronising, that, she thinks to herself as the tent flap falls shut in his wake. Calling her precious? Where does he get off?

With me, apparently, if I'm lucky. A wave of heat rushes through her, she gets all flustered and shoves her face in her hands for a moment, burying a silent scream against her palms.

"What a mess."

She's going to set the wine aside, cork it and put it in her chest, then burrow under blankets and sleep. She falls asleep thinking of where she could possibly find somewhere with privacy for them, anywhere here.

In the morning, that takes not the frontline of her concerns, due to mostly lack of time. She stubbornly ignores Karlach's cheeky grins, and asks Lae'Zel to help Karlach with selling their wares as soon as the githyanki woman sits down next to Hermione at breakfast and attempts to explain how she conquered god's favourite little princess.

("Your mouth will be your biggest asset - "

"Oh my gods, all of my gods, please go help Karlach?")

With those two dispatched towards Last Light's quartermaster, she gathers Astarion (as promised) and Halsin and Shadowheart and they head out to find Thaniel's spirit.

Which takes the whole damn day, or what feels like it. But gods, it feels like a victory, coming back and setting Thaniel to rights, and coming a step closer to healing this land.

"Kinda feels great, doesn't it? Potentially saving the day," she asks Astarion later in the evening, as they walk back towards camp.

Is she going to point out that there's a nice little corner of woods they could steal away to and... talk? No, not yet.

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