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Who: adelina & you
Broadcast: video
Action: on the marsiva
When: now

[the young woman in the video awakes with a start, sitting up hurriedly and looking around... before giving a sharp noise of frustration. she doesn't stay in the same area long, instead wandering the halls of the marsiva with a frown. to nobody in particular:]

Honestly, I'm becoming quite tired of this kind of thing. It's terribly rude to do this to a person once, let alone twice, you realize?

[a while later, a video broadcast appears.]

If one departs from this place and then unfortunately reappears, are they typically brought to the same ship they inhabited the previous time?

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You've been brought here twice? Ugh, I'm sorry.

The strange thing is that it doesn't seem as though it's been very long. When I departed, our currency was inaccessible. Is that still the case?

Uh, ye-esss, I think so? I don't really know much about that, to be honest. I'd rather have actual, physical money that I can hold, anyway.

I see. I agree with you, certainly. These - I believe they call them digital? These digital forms of currency are very strange to me.

Yeah. How is it real if you can't hold it in your hand? How does anyone know you have it, just because some little machine says so? It's bizarre.

It certainly is. Might I assume that the place you come from was very different from here? It's the same for me.

There was actual land, for starters.

Well, yes, but I meant it in the sense that...

[she pauses for a moment, thinking of how to explain this best]

Where I come from, even the distant possibility traveling through the stars in a ship such as this was absolutely unheard of.

Yes! Exactly. We don't go about in the sky like lunatics! We use our own two feet, or horses and carts!

Yes, the same is true of my world. It's good to speak to someone who thinks this is all as strange as I do... Though it's fascinating in a way as well, don't you think?

In a way that's constantly giving me a headache, maybe.

You don't enjoy it even a little? I'm sorry to hear that.

Some of the people are nice, at least? And not everyone knows who I am, which is a plus.

[a small, knowing smile]

I can understand that well. What rank did you hold in your home?

Ugh. Don't - I mean, I don't like to talk about it, so just promise me you won't treat me any differently.

I can promise you I won't. I've had the same concern.

I'm a king.

Do you dislike it very much?

It's not that, it's just - I probably won't be any good at it. [ He waves a hand vaguely. ] Eh, you don't need to hear my complaints.

You needn't answer if it's a sensitive subject, but I don't mind hearing about it. Why do you think you'll do poorly?

I don't know how sensitive it is. I mean, everyone in Ferelden knows. I wasn't raised to it. No one ever taught me how. I was - born on the wrong side of the sheets. I was never supposed to be king.

Something happened to the person who was supposed to inherit the throne, then? I'm sorry to hear it.

My - half-brother - was killed, yes. [ It's still weird for him to call Cailan that, but it's true. ]

Oh... That's horrible. I'm very sorry for your loss.

It's - well, it's more sad for Ferelden. I never really knew him.

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