She could feel the magic pushing through Anders, just like she could feel the Blight in him and for a moment she closed her eyes and the Calling was all but pounding in her head -- but then he closed his arms around her, Justice curled back and she was still crying, Maker be damned.
She looked up at him at his words, before she let out a surprised, choked laugh. She wiped at her eyes, sniffling slightly, "How I really feel is happy that you're still alive, and angry enough to give you a good shake. If that's not the definition of mixed feelings, I don't know what is." She took a deep breath, taking a closer look at him. He had looked ... better. Her lips press together.
"You shouldn't be here. They'll kill you if they find out who you are." She said seriously, putting her hand on his arm, "I don't even know how you're hiding in plain sight -- but sooner or later someone will figure you out. Maker, how have you avoided Cullen Rutherford at all?"
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She looked up at him at his words, before she let out a surprised, choked laugh. She wiped at her eyes, sniffling slightly, "How I really feel is happy that you're still alive, and angry enough to give you a good shake. If that's not the definition of mixed feelings, I don't know what is." She took a deep breath, taking a closer look at him. He had looked ... better. Her lips press together.
"You shouldn't be here. They'll kill you if they find out who you are." She said seriously, putting her hand on his arm, "I don't even know how you're hiding in plain sight -- but sooner or later someone will figure you out. Maker, how have you avoided Cullen Rutherford at all?"