Distance. He'd had quite a bit of distance from the original event, and he feels guilty for how grateful he is for that. It isn't like one more mage could have made a difference here, but the shrill screams of apprentices combined with even worse noises echo in his ears.

Anders takes a shaky breath as he tries to calm himself down. Julius is right. He doesn't need to be drawing more spirits to the weak spots here in the Fade, no matter how despairing he feels at the moment. There's never any real protection or safety for them, and he fights that thought as they come across a trio of Templars clearly losing a battle against a blood mage.

"Would out be better? Instead of up?" Not just fresh air, but the possibility of a stronger veil is there. "The Gallows are wide, Kinloch Hold was tall." Even to his ears his voice sounds shaky; Anders has never been good at hiding his feelings when stressed.