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[serannas]

[ Ellana's mouth drops open and then she laughs, raising a hand to her lips. ]

You sound just like him!

[ Though she thinks Zevran might come up with a clever euphemism for loins. The eyebrows are spot on too. ]

I think he's that way with everyone. Sometimes it's nice to hear a compliment, but I haven't fooled myself into thinking it's more.

[dalishious]

[ ...All right, that's quite enough of that. Merrick drops his goofy act and mentally scans through his repertoire before settling on an easygoing tavern song.

He plays the intro and then starts to sing. His voice is low and throaty, and he sings easily, unrestrained like everything else about him. Maybe if he starts off, she'll join in. ]

[serannas]

[ She listens with a soft smile. Merrick is so talented. She wishes more people could see him like this. But at the same time, she gets to see this rare side of him and it's hard to want to share that. Maybe there's a happy medium, where others can see his talent, but the best of it is reserved for those he trusts the most.

Waiting until the chorus, she then joins in: ]

When you're lost and alone, and you're sinking like a stone, carry on. May your past be the sound of your feet upon the ground, and carry on.

[dalishious]

[ Merrick can't stop his grin when he hears Ellana join in. He understands her insecurity about her voice; he has a lot of insecurities, too. Many parts of him that he wants to hide from the world. In fact, he's doing it right now-- Hiding the ugliness, the violence, the raw anger. He never wants her to see that part of him, and if it starts to grow somehow if he's around her, he'd run.

He'd run so fast.

The song picks up in volume as he strums harder-- and he gets lost in it, singing with abandon, voice loud and clear. He doesn't care who hears, not now, not when he's singing with her. ]

'Cause here we are
We are shining stars
We are invincible
We are who we are
On our darkest day
When we’re miles away
Sun will come
We will find our way home

[serannas]

[ If he runs away, Ellana will start to get a complex. What is it about the males of Clan Ashara that they have to run away instead of sitting down with her and talking? Gavin's always taken off and it would hurt if Merrick started doing it too.

But right now, everything is going well, and she sings along with him, though she doesn't strain her voice by trying to match his volume. It's a beautiful song, and it reminds her of the past that she's carried on from. There will always be days when she doubts herself; where she doesn't feel good enough or worthy enough, all because of Atlan. But those days aren't the norm. They're few and far between. She's grown since then.

When they finally finish, she sits back on her hands, grinning. ]

That was a good one. Maybe even our finest performance.

[dalishious]

[ He sees her-- the sunlight in her auburn hair, the slight flush to her porcelain cheeks. Merrick wants so badly to reach over and tuck some of that hair behind her ear, to let his fingertips trail over the curve of her cheek. He wants hold her hand, feel the softness of her skin against his rough, calloused palm. He wants to kiss her. To tell her how much she means to him.

But he doesn't. He just nods in agreement, half-smile lingering. ]

Sing louder next time.

[serannas]

I'll try. You're hard to match.

[ But for him, she'll try. Anything to keep that half-smile on his face instead of a scowl. ]

I should be going. But the next time I want a song, I know where to find you, don't I?

[ She pushes herself up to her feet, brushing the stray blades of grass from her hands. ]