"I expect most of Alistair's comments to be along the lines of 'gross' and 'ew' for the next several weeks, but he might step up to the task." They have, on reflection, a rather nice collection of people in the Wardens here as a whole. He likes them. It's a massive change from when they were getting so many Templars up in Amaranthine.

The animals' activities get a sigh from him as he looks down. "She'll accept her collar, but try a harness or a little sweater and it's the worst fate in the world. Let's ignore the fact that the outfits are adorable and they keep her warm, shall we?" Purrelden has it halfway off by now, and Anders kneels to ease it off the rest of the way so she doesn't panic and feel trapped.