[for Karen]
The thing was, Alistair was no more knowledgeable about the concept of 'dating' than he'd been before this place. Say what he would about how things might've gone back in Ferelden, but at least there was a structure he could follow and understand. Not to say he wanted it as it used to be, but it didn't lend him any clues on what to do.
So he took the time that day to visit the bookshelf, which had sometimes been mildly helpful. He probably should have guessed it would be anything but, with books ranging from having absolutely nothing to do with his issue to books that were perhaps a little too informative.
He sighed after putting back yet another book, just frowning at the object. Guilt didn't work, he knew, but it was worth a try.
"Just one book? Please?" he asked, uncaring that he probably looked crazy to anyone around him.
So he took the time that day to visit the bookshelf, which had sometimes been mildly helpful. He probably should have guessed it would be anything but, with books ranging from having absolutely nothing to do with his issue to books that were perhaps a little too informative.
He sighed after putting back yet another book, just frowning at the object. Guilt didn't work, he knew, but it was worth a try.
"Just one book? Please?" he asked, uncaring that he probably looked crazy to anyone around him.