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[justice_is_blond]

His robes finally in place, Anders wraps himself back in the cloak and tries not to shiver too much as he gives Nate a small smile. "That might be too comfortable. I might have to stick rocks in it to get any sort of sleep at all."

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A low chuckle. "If you can't think of a good reason not to do it, I'll come up with something. Might even wake up feeling rested."

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"I'm not sure I've learned that word, rested. I don't suppose you could translate it into Anders for me?" Nate gets a peck on the cheek before Anders tentatively reaches for his hand.

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Nathaniel threads his fingers with Anders', and he smiles slowly as he realizes this is how they will walk back into camp. As a couple. That makes him incredibly happy. In fact, his smile becomes a grin--on an understated man like him, a sign of utter ecstasy.

"I'm afraid I can't, but you'll know it when you feel it."

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The hand-holding and grin make him feel like a giddy teenager all over again and his smile grows.

"I look forward to it, mein Bärchen. And now I suppose we should behave and return to camp, like you said." Before someone reports Anders as missing and there's a mass of over-excited Templars hunting for him.