Wennen || closed
@threads-of-destiny asked: [ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food - Wennen being thoughtful to Finn? (drags up an ancient meme XD)
The elf paused at the sudden offer of food, but not because one may have thought. Some people would have been offended that an elf, a city elf at that, offer someone else anything--as if they needed his charity. But more than likely, it was now the fact that this particular city elf was the Inquisitor. The humans, despite what they said about city elves, would now bow down and offer their worship to the man before him. Finn, however, did not follow the Maker or the Chant of Light. He was Dalish, even without a clan no longer.
So when Wennen handed him the food, he took it in thanks, offering the other elf a smile of gratitude.
“Merci,” he said. Even amongst the poor of Orlais, those who were not seen as people, would surely know parts of the Orlesian language. Finn had learned on the road, by intermingling with humans, even if he could not read and write as well as he wished.
