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[ The cot creaked as he added his weight to it, straddling Hawke like he seems to want. It's what Fenris wants too as he wraps his arms tightly around the mage. The only damned mage that made any sense in this crumbling world. It all still seems like a dream to Fenris, a terrible, awful dream.

Fenris had guessed for a while now that something was building, that something would snap. He never thought it would be Anders. The amount of carnage he's witnessed in such a short span of hours is unlike anything he's experienced before. He's amazed either of them were still alive and hopes most of the others at still too. ]

Thank the Maker. [ He whispers it, kissing Hawke's shoulder and he presses as much of his body against him. ] No, I'd lose it if I lost you again. Living without you would be unbearable.