It depends. Do you want to live, even if it means you may be bound to battle darkspawn for the rest of it and eventually die in the Deep Roads? Or do you want to pass in your bed, bound to nobody but yourself?

[Anders watches him over the rim of his tea cup, the deep bruising under his overtired eyes reflected in the measly fire and the accented by the glimmer of blue that had permanently overtaken the honey in his eyes.]

That, in the end, is your choice.