Ah, you misunderstand me. All that skipping and hand-holding is exactly the thing that puts me off about you.

[ Anders shrugs, further disturbing his cat - an orange ear and one bright eye now peeking out through the half-buttoned front of Anders' uniform. ]

...Well, that and the fact that you seem to think I'm milling about in this terrible place by choice. You want to go back to the Commander and explain why we're days early and empty-handed, I'm game. But we're agreeing it was your idea.