Cullen could ditch every piece of armor and clothing that marked his as a Templar, and Anders would still view him as one. There were no second chances, no escape. He was still a bloody templar, no matter how he looked. Anders crossed his arms, daring the man to come get him and run him through or drag him back to the authorities. Whatever really.Even after all those years he really is still the petchulant child who persisted on running away from Kinloch hold and antagonizing those who probably shouldn't be antagonized.

"You're a Templar and you always will be."

And then, Anders brain completely broke. A bit of Justice broke free, just for a moment, and Anders glowed blue. "Nadia is your wife." He said flatly at first. "Nadia. Nadia!?: And then he started raising his voice and laughing almost hysterical. " I knew it! I knew she was working with the Templars. I just didn't think she BLOODY MARRIED ONE! No wonder you have her so brainwashed. Good job."