[ The voice strikes him and he turns his head slowly, glancing down to let his eye rest on Cole. Seeing him here is so so strange, he thinks, but the knowledge of what he had done sits heavily on his shoulders. Lips pursing, Solas says nothing for a moment before he glances out over at the feast, shaking his head. ]
I do not think there is much we can do to stop that, Cole.
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I do not think there is much we can do to stop that, Cole.
[ He smiles, though. ]
Perhaps we should take a walk?