He snickered as Oghren griped and then changed topics, wagging a finger at the dwarf and starting to gather some wood so they can cook the meat.

"She's a very pleasant shape. You might have to bathe before she'd let you close, though. And by now I'm certain that anyone chirping over my love for Nate is very aware of the fact I've no intention of straying. As far as the other..."

The happy expression fades and Anders sighs. "I don't know how you've not heard." He'd much prefer to focus on stacking the wood up and casting.