Cyril shifts a bit and lets Anders trail off. He puts a hand on the mage's leg and lets himself just sit there for a bit. There were a lot of things he could think of that he wished for. He wished Sam hadn't disappeared. He wished Pel was still alive. He wished that Taas had let him die rather than stepping in the way of that red lyrium attack.

"Do you regret your Joining?" he asks after a long moment of quiet because he realizes that he's never thought to ask that of any Warden before. "Do you regret being a Warden?"