Now lets move to the Squat Rack." I said reaching my hand out to help Mark get up. "Dude, I don't understand how you can do this shit for fun." Mark s...id before he took a long gulp of water. "Shit dude, what is Mrs. Roberts doing in here?" Mark asked confusingly. "She's probably after your dumb-ass." I said jokingly, lightly punching Mark in the chest. "Ouch! Watch out, bitch." Mark said chuckling, rubbing his chest. "I think you're right, dude." Mark whispered as Mrs. Roberts came to a halt. He hadn’t even noticed how close they were to the small pavilion he used to inhabit. He ducked his head as he went through the flap, looking up just in time to be blinded by the arcane lamp she thumbed on. She turned and pulled him into a tight hug, Leliana’s arms going around his neck, her fingers stroking his hair.He hugged her back by instinct; he wanted to push her away, to protect her by keeping her as far from him as he could manage, but in that vulnerable moment he couldn’t do it. He. “She really does. When I first met her, Danielle would get all miserable for days over every little thing. Nowadays, the small stuff doesn’t shake her at all and when she does get upset about something, she has a little cry then she’s over it and ready for something new.” The pride for her girlfriend was clear in everything she said.Danielle turned and looked straight into Faith’s eyes. When she spoke, her voice was quiet – only just loud enough for me to hear. “It’s all thanks to you. I owe. "You're just a big lovable dog and no more. But you're mine now and we have each other even if there's nothing else for us right now." She was thinking of the hurt they shared -- he without his master and mistress, though he probably could not understand that it was a permanent separation yet. That would come in time. And herself without her man. The pretty blonde shivered and felt a bit of moistness in her eyes. Hero, I guess I really am the lucky one. At least my Bob is coming back ... you.