He waits for her to continue, watching her, and when she finishes Anders takes a breath.
"Yes." It's a very easy answer. "I was possessed. How could I think any less of you if if happened to you?" What spurred this is obvious, though. It had been even before she'd said anything, because what he'd had to do made even him feel ill.
"I didn't... I didn't strike the boy down because I disliked him, or thought him weak, or anything along those lines, Hermione." Why is the question that undoubtedly is coming next. If he hadn't grown up in Thedas, he'd have the same question. While he starts calm, sorrow slowly enters his voice as he continues talking.
"There wasn't a choice. His eyes changed... and then they changed. The boy wasn't going to regain control. But he could still feel pain. He could still feel every attack they were making, and they were striking to wound, to slow, even though I said what to do. I didn't want him to hurt more."
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"Yes." It's a very easy answer. "I was possessed. How could I think any less of you if if happened to you?" What spurred this is obvious, though. It had been even before she'd said anything, because what he'd had to do made even him feel ill.
"I didn't... I didn't strike the boy down because I disliked him, or thought him weak, or anything along those lines, Hermione." Why is the question that undoubtedly is coming next. If he hadn't grown up in Thedas, he'd have the same question. While he starts calm, sorrow slowly enters his voice as he continues talking.
"There wasn't a choice. His eyes changed... and then they changed. The boy wasn't going to regain control. But he could still feel pain. He could still feel every attack they were making, and they were striking to wound, to slow, even though I said what to do. I didn't want him to hurt more."