[ Well, that's definitely the way to prove he's not being childish. Anders gives the grave a last look, curious as it is, before following reluctantly after his swiftly retreating would-be partner. ]

If that's your idea of being open-minded, I'm afraid to think what you'd consider the opposite.

[ His own voice pitches a bit sharper, continuing as if this argument hasn't been summarily shut down, already - but it's not like he knows another convenient route back to the surface, so they're walking together, anyway. ]

Just because I want respect for my magic doesn't mean I also want to be treated like the token mage all the time. I'm not just a staff and a skirt, you know. If you wanted my advice, you could ask for it without insinuating I'm nothing but some convenient magical conduit of weird, Fade-y nonsense.

I don't know what you're capable of, either, but I didn't assume it was swinging a sword and grunting loudly and nothing else.