golden_hawke

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-=Hawke walks from left to right across the screen. He doesn't appear to be in his own home. It's brighter, for one. And more...humanized. He's wearing a tunic in addition to the skirt/wrap thing he wears. Hawke's holding a plate of food as he walks by.=-

You must eat. You will do no one good by weakening yourself.

-=He walks back, grumbling a bit about stubborn people.=-

....

-=He crosses again, this time with a cup.=-

You must drink. It might calm and help you.

-=Moves back to what can be assumed the kitchen. Who knows.=-

-=And then he's back with a blanket.=-

Sister, it is cold in here. I will take care of you if you will not.

-=Brother is worrying, again.=-

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[All the spoiling! Riza can stand it up to a point, but this is excessive.

So she'll just sit on the sofa and hope that Hawke will stop eventually.]

I don't need you to fret over me constantly. I can take care of myself.

I know.

-=TERRIBLY POUTY.=-

There is little food here, and it is snowing.

If you become ill in the cold, it will take longer to heal.

[Ignoring that pout. Her pigheadedness is kicking in.]

That's because I haven't stocked up yet. And I'm in good health, anyway. I don't get sick often.

It is snowing. Many animals will be sleeping.

-=Right back atcha, sis!=-

It happens more often here. The Animus worry us, and we become sick.

Luckily for me, I won't have to worry about a freak bear attack, then.

So we try not to let them worry us. That's common sense.

[Sigh.]

It'll be easier to look after only myself, anyway. Less to worry about.

-=Sits, pout still on face=-

There are days when one cannot ignore them.

...I know. I have constant reminders.

-=He's still waiting to see her eat or drink something.=-

[She looks at him for a moment, waiting for another argument. When none comes, she lets out a breath and finally takes the food in her hands, starting to eat.]

...Thank you, Hawke.

-=This he smiles and dips his head.=-

Ooh'ah hah, Sister.

[["I love you" or "You are loved"]]

I'm sorry?

[She's grown used to his language leaking through, but sometimes she can't figure out what he means. Like now.]

It means...There is love for you.

Oh.

[But there's a smile growing on her face.]

Yes.

[A few moments of silence pass as she continues to eat. Then, she sighs, her shoulders slumping a little bit, and she sets the food down on the coffee table.]

...I'm sorry, Hawke.