When Country Meets Thedas

Haven

Reagan followed Solas through the little town and entered a small cabin where he gestured for her to take a seat. She looked around the small, one-room cabin. Not much different than a hunting cabin, she thought. She saw the small stack of books on a wooden table and a stack of papers.

Solas removed his pack and dropping it on the floor, moved towards the shoulder that was dislocated by the visible droop in comparison to the other.

"I apologize, this will be very uncomfortable," he tells her apologetically.

Reagan chuckled as she looked at him.

"It ain't my first time at this rodeo, I know it's gonna hurt. Let's just get it over with," she said giving him a large smile.

Solas was thrown a little by her smile and mentally slapped himself, focusing on the task at hand. He felt around her shoulder and with magic pushed the bone back into place with a resounding pop.

Reagan let out the breath she had been holding following it with a low groan, riding the pain when she felt it slip back in. She then watched as his hands started to glow brighter and felt a tingling sensation around the sore joint.

"What are you doing?" she asked him curiously.

Solas kept his focus on her shoulder as he explained.

"I am healing the muscle tissue around the bone so you do not experience discomfort."

Reagan snorted and slightly shook her head with amazement with this world she found herself thrust into.

"This sure beats going to the doc back home," she told him.

Solas was curious about what her healers would do in such similar situations.

"How would they repair the damage in your world?" he asked her.

She stared at the floor as she spoke and he worked.

"Well they would wrench the arm back in place, and then put it in a sling for a while. Tell me to take a pain reliever and send my happy ass packin."

Solas was slightly surprised with her description of the primitive method. Finished with his work, he sat on the edge of his small desk and watched as she moved her arm, testing it, and then smile at him pleased. His stomach clenched at the sight and he shoved the emotion away as preposterous.

"Solas, you are amazing. It doesn't even hurt a little," she told him surprised.

He bowed his head towards her and stood, gesturing towards the door.

"Come, I am to take you to the Chantry once I am finished."

He noticed the way her nose wrinkled as she stood.

"I suppose this is where they put me back in that cold basement," she said walking towards the door.

Solas, slightly taken aback with her comment and her easy compliance, stopped her by laying his hand on her arm.

"You believe they will imprison you again?" he asked not disguising his surprise.

Reagan turned back towards him and nodded her head 'yes', and Solas let his hand fall away.

"Don't you? That Seeker and I don't exactly see eye to eye, and besides, she thinks I did it," she replied with a slight smirk.

Solas chuckled and shook his head, folding his arms behind him.

"Yes, I have noticed your differences, but as I understand she is not putting you into a cell. I believe you have proven to her your innocence."

He noticed that she had a skeptical look on her face before she reached for the door.