Anders put a finger up in protest. "I'm not sure I'd call Fenris a friend. And actually I'm not sure I'd call you a friend, if you're responsible." The mage's eyes stray to her leg, how she shifts her weight and leans so she doesn't have to put so much pressure on it.

"You know if you wanted to see me all you had to do was come to the clinic. Not kidnap me. How did you manage to do that anyway?" Anders wasn't exactly keen on anyone sneaking up on him. Templars were everywhere, and apostates who weren't careful usually ended up dead. Or Tranquil.
"And where are we? I don't recognized the area."