"So... that's a yes?" Implying that if it's not a yes, Anders is still going to tell everyone who asks that it was.

He suspects he won't get much in the way of elaborate details without--Maker forbid--opening up some kind of dialogue with Cullen and holding a proper conversation. For obvious reasons, the chances of that happening are slim to none. Anders is prepared to get comfortable with his dissatisfaction and he hopes Cullen feels the same way.

"I don't know, we there may be plans in the works to take over. Establish a new fortress. Refortify the armories with the magic closets," he says with an absent shrug. You know, Warden business. The very-believable-and-not-at-all-bullshit kind. "How does one sleep deprived retiree manage to fall through a hole in time and end up here?"