Nathaniel doesn't nag him about that. He knows that it would only make the guilt worse. So he places a kiss on his temple and hands him his glass.

"I was only ever in Kirkwall for special occasions, really. And most of the time I was working for Ser Rodolphe. So I had to make the times I had to myself really count. I wanted to experience everything I could in the little time I had. And it's not so bad, patronizing some very worthy and very lower-middle-class vendors who would otherwise have nothing. Cheers, darling."

He raises his glass to Anders' before drinking.