"Yes." There's a short beat. She's leaned against him more and he welcomes it, considering the topic.

"I knew him a lifetime ago, and neither of us expected to find each other in Skyhold, of all places. I don't know if you got the chance to meet him; he's stationed elsewhere for a time now." Anders frowns despite his company. Nate is his rock, his anchor, his strength, and he'd foolishly not hidden that. Nate might not get stationed with him again for as long as the Inquisition has authority over it. This could be a very long parting.

"He, he found that a cat near the kitchens had given birth, and Purrelden was the littlest one. When he put her on my lap, she made the smallest, cutest sound. And then I fell in love with her."