[That's a no. But not a no that can quite be pressed on, just yet, and she at least may know it's a no. She has someone to talk about it with and she's thinking and they have at least a little time yet. The war won't be won tomorrow.]

I suppose we aren't. It all ties together, but we're not on that topic alone, no.

[Anders gestures toward the book.]

That's... along the lines of dangerous to have. You may find it interesting. I'd like to keep it in here, though, and only have it out from under the papers while the door's closed, for safety's sake.

[It isn't blood magic, but he's not sure the regular hateful non-healer, non-doctor would care to see the difference and it would be all too easy to find a mob roused against him.]

And, perhaps, reading it can be for the future's sake. Romantic interests, and life, and all that entails.