[He's still shaking his head, trying to move past the disorienting feeling the song had given both him and his still-present passenger, when he realizes they're... still singing.]
What in the--
[Sung. It's sung. Maker's breath. Anders' gaze swings between Sina, Adelaide, and Leliana as if any of them might have the answer. Bad enough that Justice feels self-satisfied that he'd been right, this is even worse.]
no subject
What in the--
[Sung. It's sung. Maker's breath. Anders' gaze swings between Sina, Adelaide, and Leliana as if any of them might have the answer. Bad enough that Justice feels self-satisfied that he'd been right, this is even worse.]