[ there's a moment there where hawke isn't... exactly sure what to do with this... she just reads the note, holds the flowers and tries to think. did someone hurt her recently? did she hurt someone else? who the heck is ans?
... and then she crumples up the note and tosses it. eh, not really a big deal. nice flowers though -- those she'll put in water. ]
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... and then she crumples up the note and tosses it. eh, not really a big deal. nice flowers though -- those she'll put in water. ]