"Can you blame me for thinking it's more than coincidence? As I recall, you were aiming to be templar of the year back in the Circle Tower." Anders props his hands on his hips. Perhaps Cullen's memory's waned in ten years, but the templars are known for their ridiculous extremes--especially the dutiful ones. He's not convinced they both just so happened to pick the most tactically-sound area to stay in case they need to get to the entrance in a hurry...
Actually, that does sound fairly reasonable, but damned if Anders is going to admit that. He's committed to his suspicion the way Chantry sisters are committed to the Chant.
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"Can you blame me for thinking it's more than coincidence? As I recall, you were aiming to be templar of the year back in the Circle Tower." Anders props his hands on his hips. Perhaps Cullen's memory's waned in ten years, but the templars are known for their ridiculous extremes--especially the dutiful ones. He's not convinced they both just so happened to pick the most tactically-sound area to stay in case they need to get to the entrance in a hurry...
Actually, that does sound fairly reasonable, but damned if Anders is going to admit that. He's committed to his suspicion the way Chantry sisters are committed to the Chant.