Re: gatsby: mingmei + solas
[He didn't listen to her words, not at first. Instead, he focused on the cadence of her voice. On the rising and falling melody of her speech. His ears, less sensitive, seemed dull, but he did his best to put that from his mind. Instead, he made his breathing match hers, inhaling when she did and exhaling as she spoke.
When she had finished, he felt calmer. The magic crackling over his skin had settled, his aura pulled inside himself once more. The barrier he'd cast still flickered over both of them, fed by a trickle of magic, but that was because Solas knew better than to go somewhere new unprotected.]
A curious story. [At least he wasn't lying. Solas lied by omission constantly but did his best not to actually speak untruths.] Much of the symbolism is lost on me, but I appreciate it. [Lifting his head, he settled himself properly on the bench, his eyes narrowed slightly.] How humans manage to emote without proper ears I'll never know.