Cocky. That's a look he doesn't see on enough mages. So many have been beaten down, and then there are the few who were pampered pets, too foolish to know better. Her look doesn't speak to either of those and Anders gives her a nod.

"Sometimes keeping distance is a little trickier than I'd like." From Templars, bears, all sorts of things. He sighs as he looks up the hill. "If that's that, we should check over the next rise. There are likely more. That's the way things go."

There's no enthusiasm in his voice.