Anders stiffens further as the Templar approaches. The swords are sheathed, and that doesn't explain why the man is getting closer. Nor does it explain why an Orlesian is out here. Is he part of this Inquisition that's formed? Does Anders even want to ask instead of leaving? It might be safer to simply depart.

He's never been good at doing what's safer.

"What brings an Orlesian templar who doesn't find fun in slaughtering mages to the Hinterlands?" Is there somewhere where there's more like that? Where it's safe for a mage, if even for a night? Even harder to find would be somewhere he's safe, where no one will recognize his face, but he'll take this one step at a time. It's too much to hope for a cot or a warm meal, but company for a few moments that doesn't outright despise him for his very nature would be welcome.