#chat.solas

he had been watching people ever since his arrival in Skyhold. It was the way he sold really; a merchant’s eye. Plus, he really had a way with people; ever since his time in the Brothel. He had been eyeing a certain elf when he walked around. A small smirk coming across his lips. 

while Solas was away, he made his way into his little tower, admiring the start of paintings. This one had so much talent. Laying across an empty table, he hummed when he heard footsteps. “My dear, Solas. You really need to update your armor. I could do it for free, you know. Perhaps even style something new. All the bulk really hides everything underneath.”