[He rounds the corner into the Lowtown market, mostly paying attention to the notes he's going through, until his eyes catch on a familiar face and Anders stops mid-step. The other Warden with him bumps into him and gives him a confused look, but Anders' focus is on Carver and trying to figure out if he should walk over there and say a nervous hi or if he should hide.

Then Carver's turning and Anders figures his choice has been taken away from him. Anders steps close.]

Hello.

[There's worry in his voice, audible even with how quietly Anders is speaking.]

If you could avoid shouting my name I'd really appreciate it, and yes, everyone in authority knows who I am and that I'm here.