[Hawke wanders through the streets looking utterly unimpressed. The morning started off well enough. A quick shower followed by a simple breakfast and he was ready to head out. That's when noticed his reflection in a window. He wasn't sure when his face turned dark blue and his ears became large fin-like frills on the side of his head, but it's not a change he's happy with. Five visits to five different healers later, and his face has only turned a darker shade of blue. At least the tail's gone though.
Eventually Hawke takes a break at a nearby cafe, looking miserable and sighing loudly. When he looks over and spies Zhaan about to sip from a glass of water he speaks, trying to save her from the fate he suffers from.]
Trust me, you don't want to drink that.
[He pauses for a moment, briefly considering her.]
Unless you already have and you're trying to fight fire with more fire.
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Eventually Hawke takes a break at a nearby cafe, looking miserable and sighing loudly. When he looks over and spies Zhaan about to sip from a glass of water he speaks, trying to save her from the fate he suffers from.]
Trust me, you don't want to drink that.
[He pauses for a moment, briefly considering her.]
Unless you already have and you're trying to fight fire with more fire.
[It's so hard to tell anymore.]