"He... shit." It's the only word for it, and he loses his smile and amusement completely. "Did he... What did he do? How did he act the fool?"
She's here with him, relaxing, which at least means that no one got hurt, and he can feel Justice's aggravation at Anders' fear.
'Nothing more than seek to help when you could no longer focus,' he answers, but Anders doesn't know if he can trust that answer.
"I'm sorry. I thought I'd fallen asleep, I didn't... Maker." He needs to do better. He needs to get a handle on this. Sure, he's doing better than Kirkwall, but just about anything is doing better than Kirkwall. The Veil had been so thin there, mages were constantly dying, and he has neither excuse for slip-ups here.
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She's here with him, relaxing, which at least means that no one got hurt, and he can feel Justice's aggravation at Anders' fear.
'Nothing more than seek to help when you could no longer focus,' he answers, but Anders doesn't know if he can trust that answer.
"I'm sorry. I thought I'd fallen asleep, I didn't... Maker." He needs to do better. He needs to get a handle on this. Sure, he's doing better than Kirkwall, but just about anything is doing better than Kirkwall. The Veil had been so thin there, mages were constantly dying, and he has neither excuse for slip-ups here.