[Taas looks thoughtful, trying to figure out a good way to explain this. Even after seven years, some of the things outside of the Qun was still so alien to him.]
We hear a lot of strange things about the bas when we grow up under the Qun. We hear all about how love corrupts, how it makes you forget about everything else. Love can make you stray from your place in the world, and the selfishness of destroying the whole for just one person is boggling.
As for marriage... we were taught things like the surrealism of needing papers signed by Chantry like you're buying a horse. Stories of the strangeness of forced family units, about the greed for 'heirs', or pushing a child to be an image of you while wasting their resource and talent. Something so outlandish as unwanted children.
It makes it all sound like the bas are heartless.
[He pauses, shaking his head.]
I was a soldier, kadan. They don't educate us as well bout the bas as they do with people of the priesthood.
[Taas smiles again, looking at Cyril fondly.]
I know better now. I know there's happiness and kindness and love. I get how it all works. I just didn't imagine I would feel it? Or even how to?
Zevran explained some to me, and now I think I have a better idea of love. Being with you makes me happy, and seeing you happy makes me all warm inside. It's the kind of warmth that takes pain away... old memories, old scars. They mean nothing when I see you smile, wether it's after I fucked you silly or just a glance from far away.
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[Taas looks thoughtful, trying to figure out a good way to explain this. Even after seven years, some of the things outside of the Qun was still so alien to him.]
We hear a lot of strange things about the bas when we grow up under the Qun. We hear all about how love corrupts, how it makes you forget about everything else. Love can make you stray from your place in the world, and the selfishness of destroying the whole for just one person is boggling.
As for marriage... we were taught things like the surrealism of needing papers signed by Chantry like you're buying a horse. Stories of the strangeness of forced family units, about the greed for 'heirs', or pushing a child to be an image of you while wasting their resource and talent. Something so outlandish as unwanted children.
It makes it all sound like the bas are heartless.
[He pauses, shaking his head.]
I was a soldier, kadan. They don't educate us as well bout the bas as they do with people of the priesthood.
[Taas smiles again, looking at Cyril fondly.]
I know better now. I know there's happiness and kindness and love. I get how it all works. I just didn't imagine I would feel it? Or even how to?
Zevran explained some to me, and now I think I have a better idea of love. Being with you makes me happy, and seeing you happy makes me all warm inside. It's the kind of warmth that takes pain away... old memories, old scars. They mean nothing when I see you smile, wether it's after I fucked you silly or just a glance from far away.
That's all I need.