Room 322, Wednesday Morning

[not_every_mage]

It had been more than a day since the children left, and Anders wasn't sure his head was entirely back to normal yet. It was funny how deeply you could miss someone you'd known for such a short time, and who quite likely wouldn't ever exist at all.

At least it seemed like Leo was headed back someplace where he was safe and loved. Carys, though ... that was another story. He still wasn't entirely certain he and Kathy had done the right thing by making her go home. Her parents had lots of friends, sure, and he liked the idea of palling around with a Champion (whatever that meant exactly) but ... he didn't want to raise a child in a world where her father was an apostate. It seemed likely to lead only to heartbreak for everyone.

He tried to set aside his worry for the girl as he scrounged through his books until he found one on the history of Thedas. Maybe it would at least give him some background on Kirkwall to put a bit of what Carys had said in context.

[OOC: Cracked door, open post.]

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[seeks_truth]

All right, so Cassandra passing by Anders' door was not entirely accidental. In fact, she had started to find excuses to do so, if simply to see for herself that the mage had not yet fled.

She would have kept on walking, however, had she not spotted the book's cover from the corner of her eye.

Instead she paused. Frowned. Considered speaking up to ask him where he had found that book.

"Where did you find that book?"

And of course, did so, the moment the thought had passed her mind.

[spin_kick_snap]

"If I take another SAT prep-test today I am going to go stark, raving mad," Kathy declared from Anders' doorway. "Nobody needs to see that, so I am appointing you He Who Talks Kathy Down From Academic Ledges. Congratulations, your new position is a thankless one with no pay and minimal job satisfaction. If you were from Earth, it would be excellent preparation for the rest of your life."