[Audio]

[angha_firebird]

B...Bobby?

[There's horror and traumatized fear in her tone.]

Zachariah?

Zhaneel! Varric...

[She isn't bothering to withhold her cries, or whimpers of pain. She had done something terrible. Horrible. She deserved to be punished. She deserved...]

I am... so sorry...

[Crying can be heard before she is able to switch off the audio. She doesn't

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[Video]

[mister_10_below]

[Bobby clicks on the video, and there's obvious concern on his face. He's worried, both for her, and out of fear that she'll hate him for what he did to her.

There's also a hint of relief, because he'd been so freaked out she wouldn't come back.]

Aara...

[He can't do this over these things.]

Where are you? Please?

[Commentlog]

[mister_10_below]

Breaking promises and betraying trust requires a conscious decision. Actively choosing to do something even though you know the consequences. You can't be held responsible for actions that weren't your own.

[He relaxes slightly at that, leaning into her touch and absently smoothing his fingers through her hair.]

Good. I'm never going to want to lose you, Aara. So it looks like you're stuck with me.

[Commentlog]

[angha_firebird]

Bobby...

[Aara closes her eyes for a small moment, allowing his touch to soothe her troubles away. Her heart felt both heavy and light. What was most important was that she was forgiven. He wasn't afraid of her, or angry. He still wanted to be her friend.]

Thank you, Bobby.

[A small exhale. Aara gives one of the smallest smiles of contentedness, her fingers stopping along the side of his face. Bringing those very same fingertips to her lips, Aara places a warm kiss to three of them, before moving to lightly rest her kissed fingertips along Bobby's cheek.]

I will not forget your kindness. Or your friendship.

[Commentlog]

[mister_10_below]

[He doesn't say 'you're welcome,' because, well, he hasn't really done anything worthy of being thanked. Not holding her responsible for things that weren't her fault is just - what's right.

Instead, he just covers her hand with his own, curling his fingers around hers and giving them a light squeeze.]

You won't get a chance to forget them, cause they're not going anywhere.

[Commentlog] End?

[angha_firebird]

[She looks at him, muscles tensed, before everything in her just relaxes and she weakly curls her fingers with his. She feels relieved, but her sadness was still there. She would never forget. That was the second hardest part for her to realize. He wasn't the same happy and cheerful Bobby when he looked at her. Joking. Teasing. She only hoped with everything in her that they would one day have that again.]