He snorts. He can't help it. Anders shakes his head.

"You know nothing. And Maker, you've no idea how satisfying that is to hear myself proven right about how absolutely idiotic you are. Please go on. Please continue telling me about my motivations and views. It's illuminating."

The Templars who knew him and his weaknesses aren't here. This isn't just illuminating. It's a massive relief. Anders turns his back on the moron and resumes work on Merrill, knowing that for once, this blind rage makes so many safe.