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a little late for Valentine's Day, but Gallus-Savas Detective Co, a wholly heterosexual and platonic business partnership, was busy on a case

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checking each other out

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I'll be ready to fight when it's time.

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Neve Gallus

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This is my city!

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"I just like surprising you."

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It always feels like a reward when I can make her smile

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what if I can't tomorrow

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"Take the win. Dragon's still out there, but it could have been worse. It would have been worse if you weren't here."

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More Neve

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Don't worry about me.

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SPOILER WARNING: My take on the Act 3 Fade storyline. Don't read/look if you don't want to know!

I had to draw this scene because I can’t stop imagining the Rook x Neve reunion ☠️

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"I look for things that are lost..."

Imagine Neve "waiting" while Rook is in the Fade. Neve "Stick with me, Trouble" Gallus. This is the woman who finds things for a LIVING, powered only by black coffee and Hal's fried fish. A patron saint of lost causes. There's no guarantee Rook will come back, no knowing exactly where they are, and her own words echo in her head: "I can't talk about... after."

What if there is no after?

She can't eat. She can't sleep. She tears through every book in her study, and then every tome in Emmrich's library. Lucanis tries to give her a sleeping potion in the coffee (which he won't let her make anymore), but she pushes it away without a sip. She retraces every conversation, every glance, every dream Rook ever mentioned, but her eyes are dry as stones because this. is. not. over. All the companions are working to build a plan, but it's Neve whose research to gets them there. Neve who triangulates the possible weak points. Neve whose red threads snake across the pins on her map like she's trying to tie herself and the whole world back together.

And she's kicking herself HARD over the weird connection between Solas and Rook. They all used it for information. Let Rook dream things that were never there. But part of her thinks... what if all of it was a dream? The skipping stones. The kiss at the docks. The tables always turn, don't they?

And then the impossible happens: the plan WORKS. Emmrich reaches across the Fade and they pull Rook through.

And our hard-boiled veteran detective -- sleep deprived, dehydrated, starving -- freezes like a deer in the headlights. She can't breathe. She can't move. All that frenetic energy of the days and nights spent "waiting" melts away and it's just... her. Desperately in love, and desperate not to be. And Rook. Alive, exhausted, half-broken. But finally awake.

And the first thing Rook does is reach for Neve.

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Longing Glances

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Valentine’s DA-y 8: Varric Tethras

Someone HAD to carry the heart boxers responsibility. Strip Wicked Grace anyone?