accidentally having access to solas in some kind of fade play-pen really is such a delightful little time out for him. Like I'm in his house touching all his shit, changing his interior design, going on romantic crossroads sailing trips with his butler, reading his diary with my friends while booing and throwing popcorn at his walls. And he's just gotta sit there and wait for me to take a little nappie just so I can call him a bitch and half listen to his advice about how to stop his enemies. He can't DO anything. Cuck coded.










