[Anders resisted - barely - the urge to roll his eyes at what seemed like ridiculous reluctance on Fenris' part to him. That wasn't going to help right now, and he could see Fenris just using it as another excuse to reject help again.]

We've fought blood mages before, Fenris. [He pointed out.] And we've hardly been unscathed afterwards. I think I can heal it just as well now as I have before if you just let me.

[He slowly lowers himself to a crouch as well, better to meet the other man's eyes, and offers him a wry smile.]

And I've healed all manner of other injuries as well, both in Kirkwall and with the Wardens. Darkspawn injuries aren't something to be taken lightly either.