Cassandra's angry and frustrated voice filled the entire camp. Neasa looked up curiously at the cause of the noise, prepared dinner, with Solas sitting by the fire, reading one of his books, just raised his gaze for a moment, then continued reading.
She knew that the man always pay attention. He was always frighteningly aware of what was going on around him, even when he seemed not to pay attention. She already recognized the man's minor actions, and body language quite well, and their meaning. She smiled, then turned her attention to Cassandra.
"Why, what's wrong with the tents?"
"They are completely soaked, when we were at the Ruins yesterday night! Two became completely unusable, we will be forced to share the remaining two."
"Eww, I'm definitely not sleeping with the Egghead!" Sera grimaced spectacularly, and Solas don’t even glance at her, just responding with a cold smile.
"At least we agree on something, Sera." The two elves hated each other, the girl constantly provoke him and make fun of almost anything to do with Solas. Most of the time, Solas simply ignored her, refusing to get involved in such childish things. Cassandra's voice muffled Sera's next outburst.
"In your place, I would remain silent, you forgot to cover our tents properly the night before."
"Maybe. It doesn't change the fact that I'm not going to share a tent with him." Neasa grinned quietly at Sera’s comments, while the older elf just sighed. Yeah, it was an unfortunate pairing to bring Solas and Sera on the same mission. She will be smarter next time. She continued to chop the vegetables as she spoke.
"Solas and I will share a tent, and you with Cassandra. I hope it suits everyone, and now I want to finish cooking without further quarrel. If you've left it to me again..." She grimaced and Sera laughed.
"Because you can cook." Lavellan was a mage, but she was also a good hunter. And usually, what she hunted down, she could cook it. Sera laughed again. "Solas must be glad there is finally a woman who is willing to sleep with him. Of course, just sleep."
"Sera!" The tip of Neasa's ear turned pretty slowly red, and she threw one of the spoons towards the girl, uselessly, of course, her companion was an excellent archer with precise reflexes. "Solas is a smart and attractive man, I have no problem sharing our tent. You are too childish, Sera."
"Eww." Sera's response was expressive, but Neasa was now redder than before, barely looking at the elf sitting next to her. Solas smiled in surprised, then put down the book next to him, and while their companions were preparing their tents, he leaned over to Lavellan's ear.
"I also like to share a tent with such an attractive and smart woman." Neasa didn't dare look up, staring constantly forward into the fire, so she couldn't see Sola’s satisfied smile and face. Standing up, he left the woman there and went to set up their own tent.
Neasa’s face got hot, and she was sure it wasn't from the campfire.