[So. No surety, no closure, but a hope she had gone home—or whatever it was that happened to rifters when their tenure on Thedas drew to an end.
It changes nothing in the size of the hole left in their hearts. Nor what might be done about.
In the end, the offices for the dead are meant most for the living.]
Of course. Where might I meet you? [Or perhaps that’s not the best thing to ask now when she’s in the thick of her grief.] If the service chapel won’t suit, I know a quiet room in the mage tower.
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It changes nothing in the size of the hole left in their hearts. Nor what might be done about.
In the end, the offices for the dead are meant most for the living.]
Of course. Where might I meet you? [Or perhaps that’s not the best thing to ask now when she’s in the thick of her grief.] If the service chapel won’t suit, I know a quiet room in the mage tower.