One of the most heartbreaking things for me about Solas is how trapped he is by his duty & that he truly can see no way out that doesn’t involve destroying both himself and your world. He’s so isolated by that duty that he’s forced to turn his back on love & it’s slowly killing him inside. He’s sacrificed everything to grant freedom to others, but he can only see freedom for himself as an elusive, unattainable dream.
In Trespasser, it’s so clear that Solas doesn’t want to go through with what he has planned, but believes he has no choice. Everything about his body language screams that he’s barely holding it together. The man we meet after two years alone – the man with the most developed intellect of anyone alive – has sunk to justifying his plans to you and consoling himself with pure, unadulterated bullshit (you’d rather see them die in comfort – seriously, Solas?)
Solas is in such despair that he doesn’t think there’s anyone alive who even CAN stop him now. I believe he is teetering on the brink of madness. He draws your Inquisitor to him to save your life, not just because he cares for you, but because it’s the ONLY thing left that he can think of to forestall his plans.
The man is stalling. He’s silently pleading for you to save him. You’re literally his only hope.
Let’s call this Trespasser meeting what it truly is – a desperate cry for help. The man has absolutely no one else he can turn to, and his crushing loneliness comes across even more painfully with a Lavellan who loves him.
And more than anything, even more than a happy ending with Solas, I want my Lavellan to be able to say to him in the end:
Ar lasa mala revas, vhenan. You are FREE.
Hold on, baby, I’m coming. I’ve still got one good arm to hold you with.
Saving Solas
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