Who'd believe it, indeed. He steps closer to watch - mostly out of curiosity, magic doesn't bother him too much in the hands of someone he trusts - and briefly touches the mages' shoulder while he works. They'd got there in the end, even if it had taken longer than he would have liked.
"Thank you, Anders," he says quietly, then lets his hand drop loose to his side. His attention goes up to Cullen's face, a kind of satisfaction there as the Templar begins to stir.
"If you hadn't made such a blighted fuss, you wouldn't be in this situation," he points out as Cullen opens his eyes. "There really is no excuse for that kind of carrying on."
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"Thank you, Anders," he says quietly, then lets his hand drop loose to his side. His attention goes up to Cullen's face, a kind of satisfaction there as the Templar begins to stir.
"If you hadn't made such a blighted fuss, you wouldn't be in this situation," he points out as Cullen opens his eyes. "There really is no excuse for that kind of carrying on."