The arm gets a raised eyebrow. That's a first. But he's not going to waste an amusing opportunity, which means Anders is easily taking Fate's arm and walking along with him.

"There was a time when all I wanted was simple pleasures." What was it he'd told the Warden-Commander? Pretty girl, a decent meal, the right to shoot lightning at fools? Add a cat and a warm fire to that, broaden the 'pretty girl' portion, and he could have lived a very happy life. But it never was going to be. Rolan wouldn't have allowed it, and then Justice changed everything.

"Then it was driven home that every simple pleasure would be taken from me if those in charge could find a way." Cat, bracers, everything. And Kirkwall had shown even worse. "Our people could use every advocate we can get. What you're saying makes it sound like you realize they'll seek to find a way around the Herald's decision, that you know our position is not yet secure as people."

Justice is pressing on his thoughts, wanting him to go further, but they'd thought about this before coming here. Pushing too hard, getting too worked up, could lead to disaster. They needed to try slow this time around, needed to play the moderates and perhaps win over a few people to the side of what's right.