I believe the magic in Exile will turn you back. [ He's never gone too deeply in there but he knows it's littered with dark powers and dangerous creatures. He wouldn't explore there without his armor. ]
I didn't think a tour would be as interesting on my own. [ He shrugs. ] And you're always so curious about things, all sorts of things, I thought you and your questions would make it more interesting. I'll certainly learn more bringing you along.
[ His smile is a little softer, a little warmer. ]
And I just like any excuse to spend time with you.
[If only there was a way around some of the magic in this place. It's frustrating being cooped up at times, when Steven wants to explore and discover, but the fact that they're not allowed to reminds him of how much of a prison this place truly is.
Ah, alas. He shouldn't be thinking about that! He's on a date.
The way Hawke smiles at him is so warm and sweet, Steven can't help the way his face heats up, cheeks a bit pink from the open affection. He returns it with a soft one of his own though, and after a moment of contemplation, he opts to reach over and loop his arm through Hawke's as they walk.]
I've never seen hops plants like this before, it's actually very interesting. I wonder how difficult they are to grow... [His voice trails off as the spirit leading them pipes in to offer some Very Interesting Hops Facts, which Steven is genuinely curious about, though he's focused more on the heat of Hawke's body beside him where their arms are still linked.]
[ The hops are grown vertically on trellis and stretch tall over their heads. Their tour guide explains about the planting, tending, and harvesting of hops with an obvious love of the work.
Hawke tucks Steven's arm through his making sure it's secure. They are pressed a little close together but it's really no different than the gala when they did the same. It's less intimate than dancing together. Still, a warm flush spreads outwards from Hawke's chest. His wings turn a softer, gentler flame, reflecting his emotions. ]
We could try to grow some on my farm. One or two plants if you'd really like to see how hard they are. [ Because what's giving over one more corner of his farm to Steven's interests? ] I think beer's already vegan but you could make sure that way!
[ Hawke is still learning what counts for vegan and what doesn't. It's very... intense. ]
Only if you want to grow it. You've got a fancy new farm and all, I don't want to ruin your system. Besides, we can always come here. [Steven is easy, never having thought much about growing his own plants back home, but mostly because he didn't have the space for it. He gets great enjoyment out of watching Hawke work on his farm and then enjoy the fruit of his labors, and it feels far fresher that way too.]
Fun fact most people don't realize: most beers, ciders, and wines aren't vegan. [He pipes up quickly.] It's because animal products are usually used in the filtration of the alcohol, so it doesn't end up looking cloudy and mangy. I've... indulged a time or two when there were no other options but I try not to.
[He is definitely not a perfect vegan... but he tries his best. Chocolate is his greatest weakness.]
It would be fun to make some ourselves though and see if it still tastes right.
I don't have a system. [ Hawke laughs softly. ] I just sort of grow whatever works in that season and what others might want me to grow.
[ It's a sort of piece meal farm where Hawke grows what he wants and whatever else his friends might want as well. If he had some sort of plan he might do better and maybe he should with the larger farm but he just likes growing. ]
Wait... so you're saying every time I've invited you out for a drink I've been insulting your veganism? [ Which actually makes sense because Hawke is sort of awful at trying to do nice things. He feels so bad! He groans. ]
Maker's balls I can't believe I've been such an idiot! I haven't even asked after knowing you're vegan! [ He drops his head forward, leaning a little harder into Steven. ] I'm such an ass.
I do enjoy when you send me pictures of the weird harvest. Like those wonky cucumbers? [He grins.] Even better when they're misshapen and imperfect.
[Plus... he doesn't mind getting more random selfies and moments from Hawke's day, alright? It's sweet.
There's a shift there from Steven's fun fact that has Hawke worrying and Steven feels bad crushing the man's reality in that way. He hadn't meant to make him feel bad but the worry in Hawke's tone is sweet, and Steven tries his best to be reassuring, patting Hawke's forearm with his free hand.]
Oi, oi, don't worry your pretty head about it. [Another little chuckle.] Trust me, if I hadn't wanted to join you for a drink, I would've refused or ordered something else. I didn't take it as an insult. Most people have no clue about that filtration process and why would they? I only know because I'm a nosy vegan.
[He pats his arm a little more.] Besides, I cheat here and there all the time. I'm hardly a saint with my own diet.
Maybe I will grow some and find a way to make it so you can drink it without feeling guilty. [ He's going to learn all about the brewing and filtration process anyway because they're heading into the brew house. Where they meet the owner's wife, another crow spirit named Bells.
And then it's back to the business of brewing beer which is way more intense and complicated than Hawke ever gave it credit for before. It's going to be more than growing hops and making like hop tea or something. ]
This is... a lot of work. [ He looks over at Steven to see if he's as overwhelmed as Hawke is. ] Maybe I stick with weird cucumbers and strawberry bushes that are bent on world domination.
There's definitely ways! It just might look a little different from the ale you're used to, but as long as it tastes good, yeah? [It's sweet that Hawke even wants to try and put in that effort, though Steven is also very curious about how that would come out. Either way, he's smiling gratefully up at the other man.] It'll be a fun experiment.
[The various tanks and other devices are hard at work with the fermenting and filtering and everything else. The process of brewing beer is definitely more complex than Steven knew too but he's clearly curious throughout the explanation, also finding it sweet that a pair of spirits have a business like this going. He had no idea. He also had no idea spirits could get married.]
Well... there's always the option of trying out some moonshine instead. Not that I'd know the first step of that. [He laughs brightly, patting Hawke's arm again as he adds:] Luckily, I fancy your weird cucumbers and strawberry bushes.
I see. You're only with me for my vegetables and fruits. [ Hawke shifts his arm to drape across Steven's shoulders, bringing them even closer. It's been nice having Steven holding his arm but well, Hawke's feeling comfortable and bold. It's just been so long since he's been physically close to anyone as well. He's missed this. A lot. ]
The frost is coming though so I don't have much more time to grow things. I'm moving a few plants to the greenhouse so I can keep them growing them. Mint so you'll have your fresh tea at least.
[ The spirits are much like people Hawke's found. They're just also spirits with many different forms. He can't say he full trusts them but they're better than what he knows at home. ]
I keep wanting to offer you fresh eggs from my chickens and ducks but I remember you don't eat those.
[Steven laughs, a nervous trill as Hawke's arm loops around him, but he's pleased about that shift of arms as he tucks into Hawke's side closer.]
You caught me, mate. I've only befriended you for the free veg. Now when do you start growing squash?
[He's only kidding of course, nudging Hawke's side with his elbow. The crows stop to fly up toward the top of one of the machines to check on something and Steven takes the opportunity to enjoy a moment simply leaning into Hawke as they wait, hands nervously picking at each other as they remain clasped in front of him.]
I started growing some tomatoes on our balcony from the plant you gave me. It's coming out nicely, I think. Tut hasn't knocked it over yet which is promising. [He looks up at his friend with that ever-present smile, feeling like his cheeks are going to fall off his face at this point.] Marc and Layla would eat them, so I'm always happy to take some off your hands anyway. Not that I need more excuses to pop over unannounced but...
[ His heart jumps in his chest as Steven cuddles closer. It's exactly what Hawke was hoping for. It's nice. Really nice. ]
You'll have to move those tomatoes inside. They're not going to survive the cold. First frost of the season and they'll die. [ Not that they could survive the winter inside. There's no promise of that because tomatoes are tricky bastards to grow. ] The chances of them getting knocked over are increased but they're better than outside.
[ He hugs Steven's shoulders. ] You are always welcome. And if you want to take some eggs back for your friends, go right ahead. Although, I have more uses for those than most vegetables. But the chickens are pretty productive!
[ They're offered samples from one of the kegs and Hawke takes both, not sure if Steven's going to want to drink them or not because of the veganism. ]
Duck eggs are really rich which is why it's good they're small. I like to hard boil them for an afternoon snack.
Oh! That's a good point... they wouldn't be too resilient in the cold, would they? Do you think I could keep them growing longer inside or do they need time to rest? [Honestly, Steven knows next to nothing about taking care of plants but he's been trying really hard with this one tomato plant. If he can keep it alive then it's an improvement!
The hug feels so nice and the added warmth from Hawke's wings is a nice touch. Steven doesn't feel as nervous as he did when this date first started but whatever flutters he's feeling in his stomach right now are beyond nerves, and he knows it.]
I won't eat eggs but I won't let this go to waste. [He reaches for one of the samples, not willing to be the grump who doesn't at least take a sip, when he's had beer before. He has his tiny cheat moments.] I'm also happy to come around and pet the chickens and ducks. I'm starting to think up names for them all too. There's the one with the pretty brown feathers, I think she looks like a Winifred. Winnie for short? That's a cute name.
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All things have a growing season but you can trick them into growing longer if the conditions are right. Treat it right and you might get tomatoes all year round. [ Hawke shrugs because he doesn't know for sure. He's never had a greenhouse before. On the farm winter meant plants were dead and they made it through until spring on things they preserved. ]
Of course you're going to name them. [ He's a bit baffled by Steven's fondness for the animals. Hawke likes them well enough but he'd also be perfectly willing to kill and eat them which he knows Steven could never do. It's one of the things Hawke likes about him though veganism remains baffling. ]
Well then... [ He untangles himself from Steven and holds his sample mug in a toast. ] A toast to Winifred, first of the House of Amell chickens. May she live long and lay well.
[ He grins at Steven playfully. Drinking to the health and wellness of his birds, why not? Hawke may never had a fresh chicken dinner but it's worth it to make Steven just a touch happier. ]
[How can he not name them? Although, Steven knows the danger of doing that as well, especially with farm animals. He doesn't mean to completely disrupt Hawke's intent with the animals he's brought onto his expanded farm but Steven has always been fond of all animals, and he gets a kick out of the chickens in particular. They're more friendly than people realize!]
Long may she... lay! [He joins in with a silly thrill at the ridiculous toast, knocking his mug into Hawke's before taking a drink. It tastes fresh and light, right up Steven's alley, even if he holds a tiny bit of guilt for indulging. It's not like he does it all the time.]
I wonder if we can convince them to make a vegan batch sometime here. I'm sure there are others in Folkmore who would gladly enjoy that too. [He hums thoughtfully but then takes another little sip, clearly pleased by the taste.] Next time we can find a distillery. You won't have to feel bad about a thing there. Not that you do here either, alright? I'm having a brilliant time.
[ And off Hawke goes to talk to the owner about making a vegan batch, even offering his services to help with whatever's needed since he asking for it special. By the end of the conversation Hawke is shaking hands with the spirit to seal the deal. ]
Alright, we'll have a vegan batch special made for you and other vegans. If you want to add flavors or things you'll have to talk to him. [ He looks very pleased with himself and his wheeling and dealing. ] But he says it's possible that a magical filter could work to get the same clarity without the animal bits.
[ Seriously, he's very pleased with himself. ]
No, I'm having a great time. It's always fun with you though. Don't think I've ever had a bad time.
[The spirits in this place truly are so friendly to all the pesky humans who come and go in their home realm, but Steven has had mostly wonderful experiences with them all, so he isn't too surprised to hear the willingness to help out here. He is a little bashful over how boldly Hawke just walked up to ask though, simply because Steven mentioned it, looking up at him with raised eyebrows and an amused smile.]
Just like that? We should probably offer some spoons, yeah? I can help. A- A tip of some kind? [How does any of that work here?? Are there rules about this sort of thing?
He blinks with open distress over the idea of the crow spirits not getting compensated for helping out but they don't seem too bothered by it, fluttering closer to the pair to continue the tour into the retail portion of the property.]
Well, good, I would hope I don't bore you if you keep wanting to spend time with me. [Steven chuckles, pleased, because he sometimes does wonder if he lives up to people's expectations. He isn't sure that deep-rooted insecurity will ever fully disappear.] Even when we're simply hanging out at your place and reading or something it's... nice.
[ Hawke has rarely hesitated in going after what he wants. It's a trait that got him in a lot of trouble but also got him quite a bit of fame and fortune when he made smarter choices. ]
If you want to, sure, but I'm going to help them make it so they get free labor. And I also get to learn hands on how the brewing thing really works. [ He's been listening to the talks but Hawke is a hands on learner. He does better when he gets to do things for himself. ] You could get something from the giftshop. Maybe a growler of ale for your brother?
[ Because there's plenty of beer for purchase and even some lovely mugs. Hawke, who has plenty of spoons to spend, absolutely buys a few mugs and a growler for himself. They make good ale and he's never worried about running out of spoons here. ]
You're never boring, Steven. [ Hawke says it with tender seriousness. ] You're interesting to listen to and you laugh at my terrible jokes. And they are terrible, let's not pretend. I feel quite at ease with you.
A win/win situation then, yeah? Or... win/win/win with me included. [The idea of Hawke convincing a brewery owner to try a vegan beer just like that is just so amusing and thoughtful, especially knowing it's only because Steven made a comment about the filtration. He isn't used to people wanting to accommodate his lifestyle when he's always been fine figuring it out himself.
It always takes him a minute to remember people mean Marc when they refer to his brother, and he's quick to nod in agreement, thinking both he and Layla might appreciate something to drink. Besides, he needs to thank Layla for helping him calm down for today.]
I'll get him and Layla something both. Her birthday is tomorrow, actually! I got her a book of poetry but maybe she'd appreciate a drink too... [His voice trails off thoughtfully, realizing he doesn't actually know what kind of tastes Layla has.
Either way, he's soon distracted by Hawke's tender words and his attention moves from a wall of glass tumblers to his date, a flutter rising in his chest again. Just hearing that Hawke enjoys his company is wonderful enough but the man is open and easy with his compliments, and they get to Steven every time. He knows he's blushing and his eyes are shifting into a familiar, expressive rose color to match.]
Well, you're lucky I enjoy a good, terrible joke. Some of my favorites, actually. [He brings a hand up to Hawke's arm to squeeze affectionately, trying to ignore the fact that he feels how hard the muscle underneath is. Oh dear.] I feel at ease with you too. I was so nervous coming into today but... I knew I shouldn't have been. You're always great company.
Oh! Should I get her something? [ Hawke has never met Layla. He's heard so much about who she is and some adventures she and Steven have been on while in Folkmore though. He feels like he knows her a little bit. He could get her something because it seems weirdly rude to not get something when you know their birthday is coming. And he sort of knows her through Steven? Maybe.
The nervousness is good! It reassures Hawke that Steven feels something close to what he does. That's nice and strangely settles his own nerves a little bit more. Even though he's been relaxing further and further the longer this tour and time together has gone on. ]
I'm very glad to have met you in this strange place. I will carry the memory of our time together no matter what the rules are of this place. I know I won't forget you. [ He won't let himself forget Steven. Not when he's feeling this warmth and want just looking at Steven. ]
[Steven probably talks about Layla and Marc a little too much when they're simply hanging out together but they are important people in his life and living together has been very nice, actually. At first, he thought it might be too crowded in the apartment but he's been enjoying having roommates, even if he sometimes feels oddly envious of their familiar, sweeter moments. They're a married couple after all. The source of his envy isn't too clear either but he's happy they're getting along better these days too. It's all confusing.]
Oh no, no, don't even worry about it! I don't think we're doing too much, just something the three of us tomorrow. I don't think Layla is one for attention and the like, you know? You should definitely meet sometime though. Maybe next time you come 'round I can introduce you two. [Especially since she helped him get ready for this date and all...
Hawke's words catch him sweetly in the moment and Steven's expression softens, wishing they could really remember all of this when they get back home. It's hard to imagine living a whole life here and meeting new people and not remembering them. Touched, he smiles warmly again, meeting Hawke's eyes.]
I'm glad to have met you too. I don't want to forget. I hope- I hope it's possible. Seems a shame if we can't after sharing so many memories together. [A quiet, almost bashful chuckle.] It's nice to know I've made that much of an impression on you.
Okay. But next time! [ It's probably good that he's not getting a gift. Hawke is pretty terrible at gifts. ] Next time, I'll be more prepared.
[ Preparation would only give Hawke a chance to over think the whole gift and make it terrible but none of his other friends seemed to mind when he got them terrible gifts. He's very lucky that way. ]
You're like no one I've ever met. [ Hawke drapes his arm around Steven's shoulders again. ] Are you feeling hungry after all that? We can grab a bite when you're done shopping and just hang out like we always do.
[ Because hanging out with Steven is one of Hawke's favorite things to do in Folkmore. Add in food and alcohol and Hawke is guaranteed a good night. The only other person he's so at ease with is Fenris. ]
I have no idea what's around here to eat for you... [ He might need to consult the relic... ]
Next time. [He agrees, wondering what that will even be. Should he warn Hawke in advance of his own birthday or will that only make it worse?]
You've never met other awkward bookish types? A shame. [He teases a little self-deprecatingly, but then Hawke's arm is flying around him and another warm little thrill goes through him (and not just because Hawke's wings are literally right there). He nods quickly at the suggestion of food. He can never say no to that.]
I'm sure we can find something around here. Folkmore has been surprisingly accommodating to my diet. Maybe we can take it outside somewhere too and enjoy the view - it's a lovely day, and it's beautiful around here. What do you think?
[And then quieter, more to himself:] I think I will end up getting the growler after all... [Which he is grabbing now, along with some fancy looking tumblers with the place's logo etched onto the glass artfully. A little keepsake. Steven loves buying little reminders of the places he's been and at least this time it's not yet another paperweight.
Either way, he ends up buying his things and as they head outside Steven notices the sun is starting to go down and will probably set within the next hour. A perfect opportunity for an impromptu picnic of sorts.]
Varric was bookish but I rarely saw him awkward about anything. Merrill very awkward and bookish but also very aggressive. [ His friends have small traits here and there like Steven but none of them quite add up to the whole man he's currently spending time with. There's just something about Steven that brings a brightness even when he is awkward as a three legged turtle. ]
I guess if you're a sheep spirit you don't want to be eating sheep. [ Hawke hovers a little while Steven makes his purchases. They shake hands with the owners one more time with Hawke promising again to help with the farm and then off they go to explore what's around the brewery.
They find a little food stand that has something called falafel that Hawke has never had before. ]
So, it's made from chickpeas which aren't chicken and they aren't actually peas? [ The sheer variety of food in Folkmore can be a touch overwhelming to him sometimes. Luckily, Steven seems to know all about it. They're looking for a decent place to sit and watch the sunset, also Steven's idea that Hawke has no problems with. ]
My aggression is saved for when it's really necessary. [If there are things about him that Hawke fancies despite his awkward nature then Steven must be doing something right, and he'll hold onto that realization. Besides, he knows he doesn't have to be perfect around him and that's a huge weight off his shoulders. Hawke likes him as he is, strange quirks and all, and that's... really nice.
Steven is very pleased about the falafel stand and orders for them both, since Hawke seems a little lost, reassuring him he'll enjoy them with the sauces included. He doesn't even think about the fact that one is drenched in garlic and maybe that may give one or both of them terrible breath on a date. It's delicious!
Hawke makes him laugh with the chickpea comment, and as they head around the outskirts of some of the hops fields, they find a private spot to hunker down, Steven setting his bag of gifts down before he simply sits down on the ground without a care. If he'd prepared, he would've brought a blanket, but oh well. Next time.]
No, sorry to disappoint. Chickpeas are a legume and quite versatile! I should make you hummus sometime. I think you'd enjoy that. [Steven grabs for one of the little containers of falafel and opens up the sauces too, scooting in closer to Hawke so he can explain what each one is.] So this is a tahini sauce with lemon, here's the garlic one, and this one's on the hot side, I think - do you like spicy food?
Oooh, careful. You might inspire me with words like that. [ Hawke waggles his eyebrows in his usual ridiculous fashion. An aggressive Steven would be interesting even though Hawke truly likes how sweet and kind he is. It's probably safest to say he likes Steven in all his forms. ]
Legume. [ He repeats the word as he flops down on the ground, somehow not spilling any of his food. Given his life on the run he's quite comfortable eating on the ground with any blankets or anything more than his clothes. ] Do they look like chickens or peas? Is that why they have the name?
[ The food smells good. Hawke really finds it hard to believe there's no meat in it. Spices must make all the difference. ]
Spicy isn't common in Ferelden. Kirkwall had some because it was once ruled by Tevinter and they have a taste for spicy things. I'd say it's alright. Certainly covers up bad food when you need to. [ He fearlessly dips the falafel into the first sauce and then pops it into his mouth to see how it is. ]
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I didn't think a tour would be as interesting on my own. [ He shrugs. ] And you're always so curious about things, all sorts of things, I thought you and your questions would make it more interesting. I'll certainly learn more bringing you along.
[ His smile is a little softer, a little warmer. ]
And I just like any excuse to spend time with you.
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Ah, alas. He shouldn't be thinking about that! He's on a date.
The way Hawke smiles at him is so warm and sweet, Steven can't help the way his face heats up, cheeks a bit pink from the open affection. He returns it with a soft one of his own though, and after a moment of contemplation, he opts to reach over and loop his arm through Hawke's as they walk.]
I've never seen hops plants like this before, it's actually very interesting. I wonder how difficult they are to grow... [His voice trails off as the spirit leading them pipes in to offer some Very Interesting Hops Facts, which Steven is genuinely curious about, though he's focused more on the heat of Hawke's body beside him where their arms are still linked.]
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Hawke tucks Steven's arm through his making sure it's secure. They are pressed a little close together but it's really no different than the gala when they did the same. It's less intimate than dancing together. Still, a warm flush spreads outwards from Hawke's chest. His wings turn a softer, gentler flame, reflecting his emotions. ]
We could try to grow some on my farm. One or two plants if you'd really like to see how hard they are. [ Because what's giving over one more corner of his farm to Steven's interests? ] I think beer's already vegan but you could make sure that way!
[ Hawke is still learning what counts for vegan and what doesn't. It's very... intense. ]
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Fun fact most people don't realize: most beers, ciders, and wines aren't vegan. [He pipes up quickly.] It's because animal products are usually used in the filtration of the alcohol, so it doesn't end up looking cloudy and mangy. I've... indulged a time or two when there were no other options but I try not to.
[He is definitely not a perfect vegan... but he tries his best. Chocolate is his greatest weakness.]
It would be fun to make some ourselves though and see if it still tastes right.
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[ It's a sort of piece meal farm where Hawke grows what he wants and whatever else his friends might want as well. If he had some sort of plan he might do better and maybe he should with the larger farm but he just likes growing. ]
Wait... so you're saying every time I've invited you out for a drink I've been insulting your veganism? [ Which actually makes sense because Hawke is sort of awful at trying to do nice things. He feels so bad! He groans. ]
Maker's balls I can't believe I've been such an idiot! I haven't even asked after knowing you're vegan! [ He drops his head forward, leaning a little harder into Steven. ] I'm such an ass.
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[Plus... he doesn't mind getting more random selfies and moments from Hawke's day, alright? It's sweet.
There's a shift there from Steven's fun fact that has Hawke worrying and Steven feels bad crushing the man's reality in that way. He hadn't meant to make him feel bad but the worry in Hawke's tone is sweet, and Steven tries his best to be reassuring, patting Hawke's forearm with his free hand.]
Oi, oi, don't worry your pretty head about it. [Another little chuckle.] Trust me, if I hadn't wanted to join you for a drink, I would've refused or ordered something else. I didn't take it as an insult. Most people have no clue about that filtration process and why would they? I only know because I'm a nosy vegan.
[He pats his arm a little more.] Besides, I cheat here and there all the time. I'm hardly a saint with my own diet.
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And then it's back to the business of brewing beer which is way more intense and complicated than Hawke ever gave it credit for before. It's going to be more than growing hops and making like hop tea or something. ]
This is... a lot of work. [ He looks over at Steven to see if he's as overwhelmed as Hawke is. ] Maybe I stick with weird cucumbers and strawberry bushes that are bent on world domination.
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[The various tanks and other devices are hard at work with the fermenting and filtering and everything else. The process of brewing beer is definitely more complex than Steven knew too but he's clearly curious throughout the explanation, also finding it sweet that a pair of spirits have a business like this going. He had no idea. He also had no idea spirits could get married.]
Well... there's always the option of trying out some moonshine instead. Not that I'd know the first step of that. [He laughs brightly, patting Hawke's arm again as he adds:] Luckily, I fancy your weird cucumbers and strawberry bushes.
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The frost is coming though so I don't have much more time to grow things. I'm moving a few plants to the greenhouse so I can keep them growing them. Mint so you'll have your fresh tea at least.
[ The spirits are much like people Hawke's found. They're just also spirits with many different forms. He can't say he full trusts them but they're better than what he knows at home. ]
I keep wanting to offer you fresh eggs from my chickens and ducks but I remember you don't eat those.
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You caught me, mate. I've only befriended you for the free veg. Now when do you start growing squash?
[He's only kidding of course, nudging Hawke's side with his elbow. The crows stop to fly up toward the top of one of the machines to check on something and Steven takes the opportunity to enjoy a moment simply leaning into Hawke as they wait, hands nervously picking at each other as they remain clasped in front of him.]
I started growing some tomatoes on our balcony from the plant you gave me. It's coming out nicely, I think. Tut hasn't knocked it over yet which is promising. [He looks up at his friend with that ever-present smile, feeling like his cheeks are going to fall off his face at this point.] Marc and Layla would eat them, so I'm always happy to take some off your hands anyway. Not that I need more excuses to pop over unannounced but...
[Well... he's happy to have them anyway.]
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You'll have to move those tomatoes inside. They're not going to survive the cold. First frost of the season and they'll die. [ Not that they could survive the winter inside. There's no promise of that because tomatoes are tricky bastards to grow. ] The chances of them getting knocked over are increased but they're better than outside.
[ He hugs Steven's shoulders. ] You are always welcome. And if you want to take some eggs back for your friends, go right ahead. Although, I have more uses for those than most vegetables. But the chickens are pretty productive!
[ They're offered samples from one of the kegs and Hawke takes both, not sure if Steven's going to want to drink them or not because of the veganism. ]
Duck eggs are really rich which is why it's good they're small. I like to hard boil them for an afternoon snack.
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The hug feels so nice and the added warmth from Hawke's wings is a nice touch. Steven doesn't feel as nervous as he did when this date first started but whatever flutters he's feeling in his stomach right now are beyond nerves, and he knows it.]
I won't eat eggs but I won't let this go to waste. [He reaches for one of the samples, not willing to be the grump who doesn't at least take a sip, when he's had beer before. He has his tiny cheat moments.] I'm also happy to come around and pet the chickens and ducks. I'm starting to think up names for them all too. There's the one with the pretty brown feathers, I think she looks like a Winifred. Winnie for short? That's a cute name.
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Of course you're going to name them. [ He's a bit baffled by Steven's fondness for the animals. Hawke likes them well enough but he'd also be perfectly willing to kill and eat them which he knows Steven could never do. It's one of the things Hawke likes about him though veganism remains baffling. ]
Well then... [ He untangles himself from Steven and holds his sample mug in a toast. ] A toast to Winifred, first of the House of Amell chickens. May she live long and lay well.
[ He grins at Steven playfully. Drinking to the health and wellness of his birds, why not? Hawke may never had a fresh chicken dinner but it's worth it to make Steven just a touch happier. ]
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Long may she... lay! [He joins in with a silly thrill at the ridiculous toast, knocking his mug into Hawke's before taking a drink. It tastes fresh and light, right up Steven's alley, even if he holds a tiny bit of guilt for indulging. It's not like he does it all the time.]
I wonder if we can convince them to make a vegan batch sometime here. I'm sure there are others in Folkmore who would gladly enjoy that too. [He hums thoughtfully but then takes another little sip, clearly pleased by the taste.] Next time we can find a distillery. You won't have to feel bad about a thing there. Not that you do here either, alright? I'm having a brilliant time.
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[ And off Hawke goes to talk to the owner about making a vegan batch, even offering his services to help with whatever's needed since he asking for it special. By the end of the conversation Hawke is shaking hands with the spirit to seal the deal. ]
Alright, we'll have a vegan batch special made for you and other vegans. If you want to add flavors or things you'll have to talk to him. [ He looks very pleased with himself and his wheeling and dealing. ] But he says it's possible that a magical filter could work to get the same clarity without the animal bits.
[ Seriously, he's very pleased with himself. ]
No, I'm having a great time. It's always fun with you though. Don't think I've ever had a bad time.
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Just like that? We should probably offer some spoons, yeah? I can help. A- A tip of some kind? [How does any of that work here?? Are there rules about this sort of thing?
He blinks with open distress over the idea of the crow spirits not getting compensated for helping out but they don't seem too bothered by it, fluttering closer to the pair to continue the tour into the retail portion of the property.]
Well, good, I would hope I don't bore you if you keep wanting to spend time with me. [Steven chuckles, pleased, because he sometimes does wonder if he lives up to people's expectations. He isn't sure that deep-rooted insecurity will ever fully disappear.] Even when we're simply hanging out at your place and reading or something it's... nice.
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If you want to, sure, but I'm going to help them make it so they get free labor. And I also get to learn hands on how the brewing thing really works. [ He's been listening to the talks but Hawke is a hands on learner. He does better when he gets to do things for himself. ] You could get something from the giftshop. Maybe a growler of ale for your brother?
[ Because there's plenty of beer for purchase and even some lovely mugs. Hawke, who has plenty of spoons to spend, absolutely buys a few mugs and a growler for himself. They make good ale and he's never worried about running out of spoons here. ]
You're never boring, Steven. [ Hawke says it with tender seriousness. ] You're interesting to listen to and you laugh at my terrible jokes. And they are terrible, let's not pretend. I feel quite at ease with you.
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It always takes him a minute to remember people mean Marc when they refer to his brother, and he's quick to nod in agreement, thinking both he and Layla might appreciate something to drink. Besides, he needs to thank Layla for helping him calm down for today.]
I'll get him and Layla something both. Her birthday is tomorrow, actually! I got her a book of poetry but maybe she'd appreciate a drink too... [His voice trails off thoughtfully, realizing he doesn't actually know what kind of tastes Layla has.
Either way, he's soon distracted by Hawke's tender words and his attention moves from a wall of glass tumblers to his date, a flutter rising in his chest again. Just hearing that Hawke enjoys his company is wonderful enough but the man is open and easy with his compliments, and they get to Steven every time. He knows he's blushing and his eyes are shifting into a familiar, expressive rose color to match.]
Well, you're lucky I enjoy a good, terrible joke. Some of my favorites, actually. [He brings a hand up to Hawke's arm to squeeze affectionately, trying to ignore the fact that he feels how hard the muscle underneath is. Oh dear.] I feel at ease with you too. I was so nervous coming into today but... I knew I shouldn't have been. You're always great company.
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The nervousness is good! It reassures Hawke that Steven feels something close to what he does. That's nice and strangely settles his own nerves a little bit more. Even though he's been relaxing further and further the longer this tour and time together has gone on. ]
I'm very glad to have met you in this strange place. I will carry the memory of our time together no matter what the rules are of this place. I know I won't forget you. [ He won't let himself forget Steven. Not when he's feeling this warmth and want just looking at Steven. ]
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Oh no, no, don't even worry about it! I don't think we're doing too much, just something the three of us tomorrow. I don't think Layla is one for attention and the like, you know? You should definitely meet sometime though. Maybe next time you come 'round I can introduce you two. [Especially since she helped him get ready for this date and all...
Hawke's words catch him sweetly in the moment and Steven's expression softens, wishing they could really remember all of this when they get back home. It's hard to imagine living a whole life here and meeting new people and not remembering them. Touched, he smiles warmly again, meeting Hawke's eyes.]
I'm glad to have met you too. I don't want to forget. I hope- I hope it's possible. Seems a shame if we can't after sharing so many memories together. [A quiet, almost bashful chuckle.] It's nice to know I've made that much of an impression on you.
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[ Preparation would only give Hawke a chance to over think the whole gift and make it terrible but none of his other friends seemed to mind when he got them terrible gifts. He's very lucky that way. ]
You're like no one I've ever met. [ Hawke drapes his arm around Steven's shoulders again. ] Are you feeling hungry after all that? We can grab a bite when you're done shopping and just hang out like we always do.
[ Because hanging out with Steven is one of Hawke's favorite things to do in Folkmore. Add in food and alcohol and Hawke is guaranteed a good night. The only other person he's so at ease with is Fenris. ]
I have no idea what's around here to eat for you... [ He might need to consult the relic... ]
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You've never met other awkward bookish types? A shame. [He teases a little self-deprecatingly, but then Hawke's arm is flying around him and another warm little thrill goes through him (and not just because Hawke's wings are literally right there). He nods quickly at the suggestion of food. He can never say no to that.]
I'm sure we can find something around here. Folkmore has been surprisingly accommodating to my diet. Maybe we can take it outside somewhere too and enjoy the view - it's a lovely day, and it's beautiful around here. What do you think?
[And then quieter, more to himself:] I think I will end up getting the growler after all... [Which he is grabbing now, along with some fancy looking tumblers with the place's logo etched onto the glass artfully. A little keepsake. Steven loves buying little reminders of the places he's been and at least this time it's not yet another paperweight.
Either way, he ends up buying his things and as they head outside Steven notices the sun is starting to go down and will probably set within the next hour. A perfect opportunity for an impromptu picnic of sorts.]
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I guess if you're a sheep spirit you don't want to be eating sheep. [ Hawke hovers a little while Steven makes his purchases. They shake hands with the owners one more time with Hawke promising again to help with the farm and then off they go to explore what's around the brewery.
They find a little food stand that has something called falafel that Hawke has never had before. ]
So, it's made from chickpeas which aren't chicken and they aren't actually peas? [ The sheer variety of food in Folkmore can be a touch overwhelming to him sometimes. Luckily, Steven seems to know all about it. They're looking for a decent place to sit and watch the sunset, also Steven's idea that Hawke has no problems with. ]
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Steven is very pleased about the falafel stand and orders for them both, since Hawke seems a little lost, reassuring him he'll enjoy them with the sauces included. He doesn't even think about the fact that one is drenched in garlic and maybe that may give one or both of them terrible breath on a date. It's delicious!
Hawke makes him laugh with the chickpea comment, and as they head around the outskirts of some of the hops fields, they find a private spot to hunker down, Steven setting his bag of gifts down before he simply sits down on the ground without a care. If he'd prepared, he would've brought a blanket, but oh well. Next time.]
No, sorry to disappoint. Chickpeas are a legume and quite versatile! I should make you hummus sometime. I think you'd enjoy that. [Steven grabs for one of the little containers of falafel and opens up the sauces too, scooting in closer to Hawke so he can explain what each one is.] So this is a tahini sauce with lemon, here's the garlic one, and this one's on the hot side, I think - do you like spicy food?
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Legume. [ He repeats the word as he flops down on the ground, somehow not spilling any of his food. Given his life on the run he's quite comfortable eating on the ground with any blankets or anything more than his clothes. ] Do they look like chickens or peas? Is that why they have the name?
[ The food smells good. Hawke really finds it hard to believe there's no meat in it. Spices must make all the difference. ]
Spicy isn't common in Ferelden. Kirkwall had some because it was once ruled by Tevinter and they have a taste for spicy things. I'd say it's alright. Certainly covers up bad food when you need to. [ He fearlessly dips the falafel into the first sauce and then pops it into his mouth to see how it is. ]
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