Alleyana had often felt rather the opposite about it all; she knew so many of her inner circle's secrets, their stories and quirks, even their deepest fears thanks to that one trip into the Fade when she'd instinctively ripped open a rift near the Nightmare to save the group and herself from a deadly fall.
She'd always been a private person, for a lot of reasons. The Inquisitor had bonded with Cole quickly in part because the spirit didn't need her to say much of anything, even with how 'bright' the Anchor made her; how hard to read. Solas, she'd told a lot of things to, but they had been... involved.
Very... involved.
Most of the group hadn't been very interested in much, and she was fine with that. A question here and there from Cassandra; once or twice from Josephine. Nothing huge. Josie had learned a little more out of necessity when it had come time for the newly-appointed Inquisitor to start signing official paperwork and she'd had to reveal that she couldn't actually hold a quill...
Varric had touched on it, once, remarking it was hard to remember she was a person, sometimes, and not just 'the Herald of Andraste'. Scout Harding had remarked on how little anyone knew, too.
That was just how it had worked. Authority created distance, at least in one direction.
None of that was on her mind right now, though. Slightly groggy from the hot water, she squinted over at Dorian and grunted an affirmative before ducking back into her room.
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She'd always been a private person, for a lot of reasons. The Inquisitor had bonded with Cole quickly in part because the spirit didn't need her to say much of anything, even with how 'bright' the Anchor made her; how hard to read. Solas, she'd told a lot of things to, but they had been... involved.
Very... involved.
Most of the group hadn't been very interested in much, and she was fine with that. A question here and there from Cassandra; once or twice from Josephine. Nothing huge. Josie had learned a little more out of necessity when it had come time for the newly-appointed Inquisitor to start signing official paperwork and she'd had to reveal that she couldn't actually hold a quill...
Varric had touched on it, once, remarking it was hard to remember she was a person, sometimes, and not just 'the Herald of Andraste'. Scout Harding had remarked on how little anyone knew, too.
That was just how it had worked. Authority created distance, at least in one direction.
None of that was on her mind right now, though. Slightly groggy from the hot water, she squinted over at Dorian and grunted an affirmative before ducking back into her room.