"It can't be helped--robes suit my figure better," he returns, shrugging in helplessness. "But this is the first time in recent memory anyone's been compelled to give me a squeeze like a life-sized teddy bear while I've been in them." The ability to channel destructive energies with their minds keeps people from seeing mages harmless and huggable, generally speaking.
"First you with the intimations, and now this--soon I'll have to start beating people off with a staff."
He puts on a smirk, though it doesn't last. Pouting about his encounter would only give Alistair ammo, and Anders is on steadier footing when he can put a teasing spin on a situation. In truth, his run-in with Hawke isn't much of a laughing matter. He's not sure just what it is, other than an uncomfortable incident that casts the possibility of time not yet lived and people who are similar but not the same in a stark new light. What it could mean would change everything he'd thought he'd known about this place... which hadn't been all that much to begin with.
"Remembering different things is freaky, no doubt about that, but there could still be a reasonable explanation for it..." Maybe. If they squint. "But you don't think believing that two Hero of Fereldens are alive out there is a tad greedy? One was a miracle. Killing an archdemon inside a year is something the bards'll be singing about for years more to come. But two? It feels like stretching my luck to me. How sure are we this feminine embodiment of heroism isn't just a distant cousin?"
he'll train it to do tricks, it'll be great
"First you with the intimations, and now this--soon I'll have to start beating people off with a staff."
He puts on a smirk, though it doesn't last. Pouting about his encounter would only give Alistair ammo, and Anders is on steadier footing when he can put a teasing spin on a situation. In truth, his run-in with Hawke isn't much of a laughing matter. He's not sure just what it is, other than an uncomfortable incident that casts the possibility of time not yet lived and people who are similar but not the same in a stark new light. What it could mean would change everything he'd thought he'd known about this place... which hadn't been all that much to begin with.
"Remembering different things is freaky, no doubt about that, but there could still be a reasonable explanation for it..." Maybe. If they squint. "But you don't think believing that two Hero of Fereldens are alive out there is a tad greedy? One was a miracle. Killing an archdemon inside a year is something the bards'll be singing about for years more to come. But two? It feels like stretching my luck to me. How sure are we this feminine embodiment of heroism isn't just a distant cousin?"