Ottoline Gardet-Lorier (
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Inquisition,
I understand there has been a temporary disruption in your administration, [ a light clap ] No matter! We'll muddle through it together.
Ottoline Gardet-Lorier — you may call me Otto — of Tantervale, and it's a pleasure to meet all of you by more than reputation. I'll be summering in Kirkwall this year and lending you my services, that we might find the diplomat inside each of us.
[ ayyy ]
Let's begin! Tell me: What is love?
On a related topic, I must speak immediately with those Rifter elves present.
no subject
[He's not an elf, so he excludes himself from that request and moves on instead to her question.]
About your question: are you referring to romantic love specifically? I'd define that differently than like, family love or the love you have for your friends.
FOUR HUNDRED YEARS LATER
aaand here's me, two hundred years later...
[Given the close quarters and constant interaction of people in the Inquisition, he supposes she's picked a prime hunting ground for work.]
Uhhh... okay, so, love I guess is... putting someone's needs ahead of yours. Most of the time. It's caring about them and their well being as much, if not more, than yours. Wanting them to be happy. And just... well, maybe it's me, but it's feeling like the whole room lights up when they walk. Like everything makes more sense when they're around and you don't know how you got by without them before.
I guess it's mostly the same with family and friends, except family usually exasperates you and with friends it's a bit less... intense?