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So it was her, Lucas could only smile shaking his head. "I would assume you would return as soon as mages grew a backbone.." When she asked why he was here he only crossed his arms over his own chest. "No, not a blight to be precise, but the situation in the north is growing worse; and it seems the Qunari have sent for the wardens aid; and as the warden-commander. I'm obliged to offer my help to them." He said calmly, his eyes looking over her, and with a chuckle he shook his head. "Your only going to grow defensive? No hug, no words of welcome?" He smiled that usual sarcastic smirk. "You've not changed Morrigan, your still as cold as you were the day we met"

He couldn't help but tease her, she had returned and at a bad time for Thedas, it was inevitable. He moved alittle closer looking down at her, his eyes studying her face. "How have you fared Morrigan..?" He asked in a calm voice, his sarcastic tone; and smirk no longer present. No now he was just wondering how she had been; while he had to lead men and women as warden's to battle, she had disappeared into the shadows. Thus leaving him alone and with a curious heart on how she was, to see her now; it brought a sense of contentment, as well as fear. The world was falling apart around them, and she choose to come back now of all times, if not for so many battles against darkspawn, tainted creatures; and even dragon's; the urge to open past wounds would surely take hold of his body, but for now; he could only hold his place.