Mm. Is that what happened. In that case, if you can let me know ahead of time when you've your heart set on getting hurt in the future, I'd appreciate it.

[It's hard to dislike an entire group of people. The Templars make it easy after years and years of repeated harsh treatment, but Bull is... personable. Friendly. Laughs. Korrin had kept her head pretty well too. Taas hadn't. But Anders doesn't know how well-suited he'd be to the chaos of combat when lacking one of his senses. None of them are like the Tal-Vashoth who had plagued Kirkwall.

He looks up at Bull with a faint smile as he's finally closing the burn wounds.]

Forewarning, and all that. Make the life of the healer much easier.

[Anders stifles a yawn, sitting back on his heels.]

What shape are the prisoners in?