Y'know, at least you're not bleedin' out lethally this time I come to find you.

[ alfyn will announce himself as he comes to collect hawke, reaching to rub ser snuffles on the head before the hand comes up to take her by the elbow. ]

C'mon, you. Time to go sit down for a long while, maybe have another shitty beer, listen to me cry some more, and we can both tell this place to go to hell for a while.