"It's the hair. Grow yours out a little longer and everyone will give you looks too." There's no seriousness in his voice as he sips his drink. A moment later he's reached the decision that he should probably help the newcomer out.

"I took some actions a few years back that were... extreme. The common opinion is that I should have died for them, and that didn't happen. Instead, I was shown mercy and given the chance to atone through helping others." Anders shrugs, trying to make it look like he's entirely unbothered. "Sharing a drink with me is not the popular option. If you... If you choose to move, I'll not hold it against you."