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[minrathousian]

”Why? Do you know a mage in danger?”

He does, although what plagues Sina is not something so easily ensnared and ousted as a demon--a task which in and of itself was monumental in nature. The scars in the Fade surrounding Anders are testament enough to that.

It is a possibility, a potential way forward for her, but in her fragile condition, it’s doubtful the shard could survive the process. He dismisses it out of hand.

“This is the Fade. You are always in danger,” he tells Anders instead, his tone a little silky. But to leave the young man with suspicious dreams would only draw attention to himself, and he’s revealed enough of his hand for one night. Instead, he motions to the incomplete building behind Anders.

“Put your hand to your task again,” he suggests, his tone almost gentle. “I think you’ll find, upon a second attempt, that the work comes easier.” He shifts his fingers towards the crumbling bricks and thinks, strength.

[justice_is_blond]

The wall becomes all-important again, and Anders' attention is immediately drawn to it in spite of the words that almost sounded threatening. He has to build what's been broken, what he's broken and others have broken, in order to keep going. Where, he's not entirely sure. He's also not entirely sure it matters right now as he wanders back to his work.

This time when a stone is placed and he uses primal magic to join it to the surrounding stones, it stays. He stares at it in bleary surprise before reaching out and touching it, confirming what his eyes are telling him. Anders grabs another stone and adds it quickly, as if the stability might be a fleeting thing, and the second stays in place too. Some tension leaves his shoulders as he continues working. Actual progress is happening. This area of the Fade is no longer as dark and dim as it had been, and Mercy's faint glow is barely perceptible around her as more light comes in.

The Fade isn't pressing in on him for once, there are no Darkspawn currently howling... Dimly he recalls that there'd been someone with him a few moments ago, but it's a dream and anything aside the stone wall is already getting distant and murky.