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[rideme]

"You've got the Iron Bull here. I'm listening.

BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP.

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[rideme]

Okay, so. One of these kids lives with us. The other two live with their uncle, but they're our kid's best friends. Or something. So they end up over at our place all the time.

Basically ours.

[melavasomniar]

"Ours"? That's adorable, Bull. You sound like a proud mom.

I'd love to meet your children.

[rideme]

Oh come on, Boss. Don't -- cut it out.

[melavasomniar]

No, this is too cute.

Do you ever give them piggybacks? I bet it would make them feel so tall.

[rideme]

Oh for fuck's sake...

No. I'm the Iron fucking Bull. I don't do cute shit.

[That's a lie. He totally does. All the time.]

[melavasomniar]

Oh, right. Of course you don't. How could I ever possibly think that?

[Yeah, he's not buying it. Cutie.]

[rideme]

Okay, okay, sheesh, don't fucking spread it around.

[melavasomniar]

Your secret is safe with me, I promise.

[rideme]

Okay. Good.

... but if you need somewhere to crash for a while, boss, we've already got plenty of people coming and going. One more won't hurt.

[melavasomniar]

I'd love to take you up on that invitation, but it might have to wait until I've gotten settled into my place.

Speaking of, which city are you in, Bull?

[rideme]

Oh, right. That's a thing.

Uhh... Nonah. House number 5. You can tell by the number of cats wandering around.

[melavasomniar]

Oh. Well, how about that. You'll never guess how close I am.

[rideme]

... Either number four or three.

[melavasomniar]

Or maybe you will guess. Number three.

[rideme]

Hah! No shit?

Hey, stick your head out the window! See if you can see me!

[melavasomniar]

Oh my gosh, yes. Just a second!

[Skitterskitterskitter]

Where are you? Which way am I looking?

[rideme]

Okay. Okay, look for the house with the broken door out in the yard.

[The one Kaneda was trying to repair the other night. And Bull just up and replaced while the kid was asleep.]

That wasn't my fault, by the way.

[melavasomniar]

If I see horn shaped holes in that door I'm going to know you're lying, you know?

[Jokes though. He believes him. Mostly.]

I see it! I'm waving from the second floor, can you see me?

[Yup.]

[rideme]

Hey! That only happened once. To a Vint.

[And then he stopped headbutting things.]

Uhhh... maybe. What color's your house?

[perfect]

[melavasomniar]

Ah yes, I remembering hearing about that. Hanging from your horns screaming, right?

Uh... [Gonna have to lean out the window to figure that out.] It's brick. Red brick.

[rideme]

Yep. One on each.

[A pause.] Oh! Hey! I see you!

[And. That doesn't look... like the boss he knew. Well. That's kind of a shock. But not one that needs to get brought up any time soon.]

[melavasomniar]

[That's definitely the Bull he knows though, so he waves with a huge grin on his face.]

Hang on, I'm coming down. And I expect you so put away the tough mercenary act long enough for a hug.

[rideme]

[He grins back, also waving.]

All right, all right... I guess my reputation can survive a bit.

[melavasomniar]

I'm sure it will, tough guy.

[And a minute later tiny mcelf is outside, jogging across lawns to Bull.]

The Iron fucking Bull! [Arms open and ready for that hug, buddy.]

[rideme]

[You know, with all the bullshit happening in the house, all the craziness, it's good to see a friendly face. Not... the one he knows, but hey. This isn't about him.]

[This is about the Inquisitor. Just like always. About what someone else needs. If neither Dorian nor Sera knew him... hell. Someone's got to be the one to go to bat. At least the Inquisitor he knew was an elf too.]

[So yes. That hug will happen. Complete with hoisting the smaller man up off the ground. And crushing him up against the big qunari chest.]