The pouting intensifies if that were possible. Not a hint of sympathy for the victim of his cruel ploy. Maybe all apostates are secretly evil after all. Still. Even is better than a crushing defeat. And he's not really feeling like pushing it at the moment, as the cold seeps down into him and leaves him shivering.

Alistair nods eagerly at the suggestion. "Inside is good. Inside is very good." Levering himself to his feet he looks down at himself, soaked through with icy water, and shakes his head. "Remind me never to get on your bad side. You're a cruel man when you want to be."

And this was all done to a brother in arms. He'd hate to see what Anders might do to an actual enemy.

Turning and trudging towards the mansion before he starts to freeze solid he glances over at Anders with a grin. "Next time you're helping me gang up on everyone else." He had indeed learned his lesson now. In the future he was keeping Anders on his side.