He blinked at the poke, raising an eyebrow and stiffening as he got lectured.

"I rest sufficiently. I've even taken time and enjoyed myself. You were at my party, and I've been to the tavern twice this week. I'm not seeking to hurt those I love, I'm seeking to do right by those who are left alive and hurting." Anders crossed his arms over his chest defensively, looking back at the work he'd been doing.

"The very last thing I want to do is hurt Nathaniel. I've a responsibility, and I'm working to fulfill some of it. I have to work to fulfill some of it. You must have heard some of the stories by now, the war, the destruction, and have some grasp of it."