He hesitates for a moment, but the man's continued explanation, along with the cough, have Anders taking a seat again.
"I'm sorry. I'm glad you're out, but I'm sorry. Can I help? Because your throat and that cough don't sound that good." It's hard, after being in a cell, alone. He knows that well, and it explains the way the man's bundled up and withdrawn; anything could be a trap or a hallucination.
"Or I've some herbs that can be used for a throat-soothing tea." Despite the pain of the man's situation, there's some joy to be found from his words. Here's evidence of another mage who made it out of Kirkwall, someone who was saved by Anders' actions and the blocking of the Rite.
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"I'm sorry. I'm glad you're out, but I'm sorry. Can I help? Because your throat and that cough don't sound that good." It's hard, after being in a cell, alone. He knows that well, and it explains the way the man's bundled up and withdrawn; anything could be a trap or a hallucination.
"Or I've some herbs that can be used for a throat-soothing tea." Despite the pain of the man's situation, there's some joy to be found from his words. Here's evidence of another mage who made it out of Kirkwall, someone who was saved by Anders' actions and the blocking of the Rite.