[He's quiet at the smile and squeeze. He knows deflection when he sees it because it's so much of what he does, and he's tempted to allow it. He likes to ease away from the darker matters; it's easier. Simpler.
And he's trying to be better, do better.]
It may. And if it does, it will return.
[He'd thought himself done with it after Karl, and then he'd fallen for Hawke, thought himself done with it when turned down, and now he's terrifyingly swept away by Nate.]
I will look, Zevran.
[Zevran had made him a promise he'd desperately needed, once. Anders will not leave the assassin hurting if he can help it.]
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And he's trying to be better, do better.]
It may. And if it does, it will return.
[He'd thought himself done with it after Karl, and then he'd fallen for Hawke, thought himself done with it when turned down, and now he's terrifyingly swept away by Nate.]
I will look, Zevran.
[Zevran had made him a promise he'd desperately needed, once. Anders will not leave the assassin hurting if he can help it.]