I suppose I always just assumed they own the house, ergo they've created whatever little world this is. But that's not mutually exclusive to their being trapped as well, though one imagines they might say as much to us if it were truly the case.
I daresay any soul that hasn't of it is either crushingly naive or deserving in some way of the hells this place manages to spin up.
[ Hawk's confession as to how much he cares about Tim gets a pause. (Astarion thinks of the boy he'd let go — of the year spent in a coffin afterward.) ]
All the more reason to be grateful for his safety. I've only spoken to him the once, but he seems a clever sort. And lucky, to have you, as you are to have him.
And I have, but ... I think now might not be the best time to try to broach such a subject. Perhaps once all this is said and done.
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I daresay any soul that hasn't of it is either crushingly naive or deserving in some way of the hells this place manages to spin up.
[ Hawk's confession as to how much he cares about Tim gets a pause. (Astarion thinks of the boy he'd let go — of the year spent in a coffin afterward.) ]
All the more reason to be grateful for his safety. I've only spoken to him the once, but he seems a clever sort. And lucky, to have you, as you are to have him.
And I have, but ... I think now might not be the best time to try to broach such a subject. Perhaps once all this is said and done.
Don't tell me you were thinking of offering.