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"I just do not see what you see in him." Said flippantly by Cassandra inside the War Room of Skyhold one day, just recently after the people of Haven were led here. From the corner of his eye, he sees Josephine flinch at Cassandra's harsh tone, Leliana's face become a fake mask of professionalism, and Cullen look away embarrassed. Hector's hands rest on top of the table, eyes roving over the maps and items Leliana presented him of his Dalish family. It seems they were in trouble... "I do not trust people from Tevinter. And he's-"

"Well, that's your problem, Cassandra." Hector shrugs when the warrior makes a face, clearly annoyed by the Inquisitor's bored tone, and at being interrupted. "I for one trust the man with my life. In fact, if not for him, I wouldn't have been able to return from the future, and our fight against Corypheus would have been over before it even started." The man pauses, eyes glancing upward as another one of Leliana's crows flies in through an open window, landing gently on his shoulder to rest there. When it does nothing more than starting to play with his hair, Hector turns back to the maps. Behind him, he could hear Cassandra's brain overworking itself to try and come up with something to say.

"I just think-"

"Don't then." Her mouth snaps shut when Hector turns to face her, eyes looking less friendly towards the woman. "I told you I trust him. He's dependable and far kinder than he tries to let off. I'm sick and tired of people thinking he has an ulterior motive. He's here to help. He's here to do what most other people refuse too." Hector advances on her and, to her credit, she holds her ground and does not cower away from the angry mage stalking towards her.

"And I swear to Mythal and Elgar'nan, if I hear ONE MORE person say that bullshit, I'm going to do something everyone BUT me will regret." Cassandra's mouth was shaped in a deep frown at the admission; the tense atmosphere of the room was only broken by Leliana's poor attempt at covering up a laugh.

When Cassandra continues to say nothing, clearly still annoyed, Hector promptly shoos her out of the room. "Now get out. I'm very busy.: Once she's outside, Hector slams the door shut right behind her, effectively ending their conversation.

[Bry just a hair taller than our dear vampire spawn :3]

Routine scout mission, checking the walls for breaches and roaming stray Titans, atop the wall it had been quiet most of the day, a couple here and there had been dispatched via his own hand and a couple of other troops, it was oddly quiet, almost like something was brewing beneath the surface, it made his skin itch with anticipation, his hand idly fiddling with the trigger of the ODM hear at his hips.

"What do you make of this?"

His head turned slightly to address the captain nearby, didn't expect much of an answer considering their relationship, but the atmosphere could be cut with a knife, having everyone tense like this was a little less than ideal.

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Haven, with its towering pillars, lovely architecture, and sprawling ice and snow, shielded all those who arrived with open arms, despite Cullen and Cassandra’s apparent disagreements. He didn’t much care for them, however, as the people he considered HIS were free so long as they assisted with the breech. There was a larger part of him, however, that felt the majority hung around strictly for the protection.

Not that it was a BAD THING.

Stepping through the snow, the large man swipes a hand slowly through his hair, clearing it of any fresh fallen snow that attempted to make a home there. He would say he was cold in all this terrible weather, but the inferno magic he’d been raised to learn kept him warm, if a little rosy cheeked.

There is only one destination he had in mind and it was towards the newest member of their world-saving group...Dorian. 

A Tevinter mage was he, come down from his homeland to assist, which is what he told the war council of theirs.

“Dorian.” said when Hector had finally found the other. “How are you fairing out here?”