( it had been a long night, made longer than the new reports that her scouts had brought back. there'd been merriment earlier in the evening, josephine wishing to raise spirits by bringing some hope and laughter to the halls of skyhold.
it had gone well, appreciated by all. and then leliana had broken the mood, ravens coming forth with messages, demons appearing in the west, troops struck down.
she'd retreated to her perch, sending the birds back out with more requests, later bringing the news back down to cullen and josephine, forming thoughts between the three of them before taking it further to the inquisitor.
cullen had since retreated for the night, close to falling asleep on josephine's table, the two women continuing for a time until leliana fell silent, lost to her thoughts. it's only with a sigh that she returns, standing from where she'd sat to stretch herself back out, slow steps around the room, training hiding the fact that she's still wearing her armor, steps silent. for all that they've made plans she's still troubled, in need of a distraction from what her mind is still trying to work over )
( The work of the Inquisition's ambassador is never-ending, and Josephine finds herself burning down her candles well into the night most evenings, although she is usually in her own office when she does so. The change is scenery is nice, she must admit, and allows her to get through her pile of letters more quickly than if she had been distracted by the same four walls.
Although Leliana is deadly silent, a product of her training, Josephine cannot help but feel her presence in the room. Putting down her quill, she regards the other woman with a mixture of concern and soft affection. )
( she chuckles, though it's not with any particular humour. leliana and rest had always been a trickier thing even without the worries that the inquisition brought to her, or rather the state of the current world )
Could you sleep?
( cullen had left them hours ago and the two women had continued working. she wasn't going to let josephine pretend that she wasn't also tired, the woman worked as long and hard as she did, if with other matters of concern )
( Josephine laughs at the question, a softer sound than Leliana's own chuckle. She is, at the very least, amused by the thought. With a tilt of the head, she answers: )
Perhaps not, but not all rest is sleep. You should take a break at the very least, otherwise I fear you may wear a hole in the floor.
( And that is certainly saying something, for the floor in the room is much like it is elsewhere in the castle: cool, cold stone. )
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it had gone well, appreciated by all. and then leliana had broken the mood, ravens coming forth with messages, demons appearing in the west, troops struck down.
she'd retreated to her perch, sending the birds back out with more requests, later bringing the news back down to cullen and josephine, forming thoughts between the three of them before taking it further to the inquisitor.
cullen had since retreated for the night, close to falling asleep on josephine's table, the two women continuing for a time until leliana fell silent, lost to her thoughts. it's only with a sigh that she returns, standing from where she'd sat to stretch herself back out, slow steps around the room, training hiding the fact that she's still wearing her armor, steps silent. for all that they've made plans she's still troubled, in need of a distraction from what her mind is still trying to work over )
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Although Leliana is deadly silent, a product of her training, Josephine cannot help but feel her presence in the room. Putting down her quill, she regards the other woman with a mixture of concern and soft affection. )
You should get some rest.
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Could you sleep?
( cullen had left them hours ago and the two women had continued working. she wasn't going to let josephine pretend that she wasn't also tired, the woman worked as long and hard as she did, if with other matters of concern )
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Perhaps not, but not all rest is sleep. You should take a break at the very least, otherwise I fear you may wear a hole in the floor.
( And that is certainly saying something, for the floor in the room is much like it is elsewhere in the castle: cool, cold stone. )
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You may be right.
( she continues that joke even though she knows just as well as josephine that it would take a lot more than her steps to ruin the floor )
We should perhaps give it a rest.