_{[Nutty bastard. Any sympathy Anders may have had for a templar caught up in Uldred's particular crossfire had been minimal at best, and it dries up entirely when Cullen makes the claim that mages should be left to the mercies of a tyrannical old organization that once been the bane of magic. He thrusts the words out like the starting move in a duel, severing the strings holding Anders' patience rather than an artery.]}

Still with the sparkling personality, I see. Always a pleasure.

_{[The sarcastic humor is sharpened to a fine point that he thrusts right back at the other man. This little reunion has been a lovely walk down memory lane, but clearly there's no hope for a peaceful resolution if they're back to using the "mages are demons that simply haven't become demonic" rule of thumb. If he's going to go, it should be now when he has the advantage and Cullen is still gathering his wits. (Or what little he has left.)]}

You know, I think I'll just let you get on with it. Happy hunting! _{[That's the only warning Cullen gets before he douses the light and speeds off, shouting over his shoulder as he does so.]} And I hope you get arrested for bad Orlesian fashion!

_{[Cullen could try and give chase, but Anders thinks his chances of outrunning one lone templar in conditions like this are pretty high.]}