Hush. You don't need to apologize. You'd do the same if our positions were reversed. Or for any one of our friends without a thought.

[ Of course, that doesn't mean there wouldn't be an apology. That's just who the two of them are: insufferably polite and worried by nature. As they move toward Skyhold, Luthien keeps an arm wrapped around her, afraid that if he lets go, she may very well disappear on him. His heart still beats wildly behind his ribcage, the adrenaline refusing to disperse until he knew Lior was on her way to recovery. ]