[ She's eyeing the remaining cream packet thoughtfully - clearly not sure what it does to the taste of the coffee, but wanting more things just for the sake of having more things. Typical materialist.
Ah, fuck it. Putting the cream in too. ]
Bryce Cousland, yes. He was my father.
[ So that Hero of Ferelden? The mysterious figure wielding a god-killing sword and dishing out justice across the land? Yup, dis brat. Accept no replacements. ]
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Ah, fuck it. Putting the cream in too. ]
Bryce Cousland, yes. He was my father.
[ So that Hero of Ferelden? The mysterious figure wielding a god-killing sword and dishing out justice across the land?
Yup, dis brat. Accept no replacements. ]