Justice feels vindicated, and Anders mentally apologizes, breathing out. He'd fear less if he could remember what happened when Justice took control, but it's been so long since that was possible. Anders works to recover his own mood, placing his free hand over his heart at what she's saying.

"That's the only reason why you work with me? I'm wounded." There's still shaken notes in his voice, but he's trying to tease too. "I could have sworn you liked having Purrelden around and kept me for that reason. She'll be hurt too. Though she's climbing on Nate right now, or was when I last saw the two of them. You could always befriend him and have time with my cat."

Another breath, and his hand drops from his chest before he gives hers one more squeeze.

"I'll get some rest. I'm sorry. I'd not meant to slip up, and I'm working on it."