[color=a0410d]He blinked thrice, and that was that; like magic the beast had recoiled back into its secluded hearth, spurning the pallid illumination of defeat in favor of darkness's safe haven. No one sought to chase after it; after all, it wasn't wise to chase snakes through thickets - and even if they'd had the will to, who would guard the wounded still scattered about the sugary dunes? The now even further mutilated circus attraction took the time to observe his surroundings - taking special notice of the downed aristocrat. He passed by the captain on his way over -still tightly gripping his blade in a battle-position, as if in disbelief at the events which had just transpired- and rested a weary, lacerated hand on the boy's shoulder:[/color] 

	"Hone this..." 

	[color=a0410d]Ifor swatted the blade aside by its flat, then lightly tapped the lad's chin with the back of his hairy mitt; afterwards, it resumed its dreary position at his side -along with the rest of his lengthy appendage- as his usual lax posture returned to him.[/color]

	"...'Fore you khep wahggin' that."

	[color=a0410d]Within a few more heavy steps, he was presiding over the agonizing 'gentleman', and his eyes bore down upon the ill-minded ballroom brat mercilessly. He maintained this silent chiding for a few moments longer even though he doubted its effectiveness - then, seeking to retain some measure of diplomacy, raised a closed fist just overhead of the ragged suzerain...and opened it. A freshly painted stone cast itself aside Varric's head with a solid, condemnatory thud - sinking guiltily into the mellow sands.[/color]

	"...You dhropped this."

	[color=a0410d]In a similar fashion to the stone, he sank, cocking his head at the seeping toothmarks embellishing the lichen's shoulder. He reached for his own, and with a singular, powerful stroke, ripped clean what little resistance the waterlogged fibers gave him. Also as with the stone, he let it clutter the space opposite Varric's hollow cranium.[/color]

	"Whipe yur'selhf off...you're bleeding..."