Your regularly scheduled creepy visitor

[killedwithlove]

Who: Cole and anyone who needs him... or wants to chat to him
Broadcast: No
Action: On any ship except Marsiva, Tourist or Red Fish because he avoids visiting two and can't visit the third.
When: While the fleet is moving and probably a bit after

[There is this thing Cole does.

He visits other ships. Sometimes he put the Pathstone alongside to visit and sometimes he takes a shuttle, but he's constantly wandering all over the fleet, being with people, circulating.

He hasn't done it in a while. He got a nasty fright and went into hiding for a while.

But the creepy psychic being is back! Sticking his large nose into all the business.]

Comments

[wolfehawke]

How does that even work? They're inanimate objects. I mean, I guess I can understand the idea that a chess piece would want to be on the winning side, if it were alive, but this sounds rather fanciful.

[He looks at Cole with all due gravitas.]

Is the Skyhold chess set possessed?

[A joke. A very bad joke.]

[killedwithlove]

[Cole has developed opinions and he doesn't like being condescended to.]

Just because you don't hear it doesn't mean it isn't so. They have layers upon layers of emotions and thoughts, hopes, dreams, nightmares, all building over them like people have.

Just because those things came from outside themselves doesn't make them less there. There's more to the world than what you know.

[wolfehawke]

Calm down, it was a petty joke. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend. I just have enough trouble with people and all their wants and needs that if I worried over what, say, my blanket or my breakfast has to say I might go mad.

[He's not trying to sound flippant, as on the fence as he is about objects having feelings and dreams, but Varric treated Bianca like a trusted friend, and the carving he'd given Merrill to guard her shelves did exactly that as if it were more than wood, and his armor made new for him as the Champion but already laden with the expectations of a frightened people. People have an effect and he knows that on some level, but Hawkes first instinct is always to find out what people want or need and if he worries too hard over what objects need as well as people it becomes entirely too much. People are already too much on their own. He'd first just wanted to protect his family, then his family and friends, then all of Kirkwall, which had turned into all of Thedas. Where does it end?]

I know I don't know everything, nor can I fix everything, despite what most people seem to think apparently.

[killedwithlove]

[Cole deflates immediately, because he can feel the regret.]

You don't need to worry about their wants. It's not like living things. They want their purpose to be fulfilled. Like spirits. Someone playing chess wants to win. So the pieces want to win. They carry the hopes and memories of those players.

[He reaches over to touch Hawke's arm softly.]

I know you can't. If you don't mistreat items, that's all that matters.

[wolfehawke]

[Suddenly Cole is touching him, not what he expected, and he tries not to flinch away. He's never been afraid of physical contact but Cole is a spirit, no matter how Human he's trying to be. There are deeply rooted prejudices there, worries that Hawke may not always acknowledge but he has nonetheless. Spirits and demons are so intertwined in Chantry doctrine - mostly in that possession by any of them makes a mage an abomination - and he never had a Circle education if they even teach anything different. He isn't a spirit healer or medium, so his experience with them is limited. He knows there is a difference but never how to tell what it is other than one is apparently benevolent and the other wants to wear his body like pajamas. Justice - Vengeance - he's spent the most time with but at the cost of Anders' autonomy. It doesn't fill him with confidence.

Cole is a spirit, though, and one of compassion at that. Hawke berates himself internally for even having the want to flinch, then hangs his head because he's certain Cole can hear all of that turmoil anyway.

To his credit, though, he doesn't move away or remove Cole's hand. If anything, it's the most comforting thing anyone's done for him since he's arrived in the fleet.]

I won't. I try not to mistreat anyone. Or... anything, I suppose.

[killedwithlove]

It's okay.

[Cole drops his hand away immediately, because he feels Hawke's discomfort.]

I don't want your body. I understand this world enough to be here as I am.

And I know you won't.

[wolfehawke]

[He chuckles, a quiet rumble in his chest.]

Thank you, Cole.

[Adalwolfe stands, trying to put back on his generally affable demeanor for all the thoughts now swirling in his head and heart.]

I should get back to the communications console, I shouldn't leave it in disarray like that. Enjoy the shoes. I think-

[He stops himself for a moment, wondering if he'll sound condescending if he says what he wants to, but he trusts that Cole will take it in the spirit in which it's meant.]

I think they'll be pleased to be used for their intended purpose instead of being stuck on a shelf forever.

[killedwithlove]

Yes.

They probably will be.

[He looks at his feet again and nods.]