Does everyone in this Maker-forsaken dimension simply accept time magic with a smile and a nod this easily? For those who've lived the future, perhaps it's a reality one has no choice but to take in stride. For someone who hasn't, hearing of an entire decade he has no knowledge of is a bit like being blindfolded in an already pitch-black room, left to flail and bump into furniture he can't see coming.
Well, forget that. Let the templar believe what he wants--and he will no matter what Anders says. The present is where he roots his attention.
"I'm supposed to think finding you here is pure chance?" Sighing, Anders sees no way around spelling it out. "There are ten floors and infinite choices. You picked a room to stay in near mine because you liked the neighborhood?"
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Does everyone in this Maker-forsaken dimension simply accept time magic with a smile and a nod this easily? For those who've lived the future, perhaps it's a reality one has no choice but to take in stride. For someone who hasn't, hearing of an entire decade he has no knowledge of is a bit like being blindfolded in an already pitch-black room, left to flail and bump into furniture he can't see coming.
Well, forget that. Let the templar believe what he wants--and he will no matter what Anders says. The present is where he roots his attention.
"I'm supposed to think finding you here is pure chance?" Sighing, Anders sees no way around spelling it out. "There are ten floors and infinite choices. You picked a room to stay in near mine because you liked the neighborhood?"