At the Warden Commander's name Anders could not help but chuckle. "I thought you may have run into Revas. She has that kind of contagious personality" one he, at least, was thankful for.

He took a bite of his roll, not bothering with the butter at first, simply enjoying the sensation of solid food. Food he didn't need to scrounge or fight for. It was light, fluffy, and far more delicious than the mealy stuff he was used to back home.

Luke 's expression at his question made him wince. "Sorry. It was rude of me to be so up front." The mage looked down at his hands. He could get so wrapped up in his own world that it could be easy to forget everyone was fighting their own battles. "Let's try and turn this back around. Something a bit more cheerful".