"What? -No? We're- looking for someone."

Anders turns away from the boy he's finished healing to glare at the newcomers. He goes to intercept them, grabbing his staff.

"We're a little busy right now," Ilska's voice is low, and it's not quite a threat. "Maybe come back later." (Or not at all, not at all was good.)

"I can see you're busy, but-"

"I have made this place a sanctum of healing and salvation. Why do you threaten it!?" Anders shouts, spells tingling on his fingertips.

"-Okay, we're not here to threaten- Varric, let's just come back later."

"That's right, Hawke, we're not here to threaten. We've got a question to ask of the Warden."

Ilska hisses lowly, and is making herself look bigger.

"If he's willing to actually, you know, talk to us?"

"It's all right, Red, calm down. We're not here to interrupt services. We just need a chat with your Warden friend."

-That probably has the opposite affect to what he was wanting.

"Ilska, it's okay," Anders says, stepping between her and the newcomers. "If they know I'm a Warden they've come from Lirene, yes?" He directs that towards the chatty dwarf.

"Yes, and she did not give you up easy. Whatever you did to inspire her loyalty definitely works."

Ilska doesn't back away, but she does deflate slightly.

"We have a business proposition for you."

"I can't guarantee you'll get what you want." Anders keeps himself close to Ilska.

"We heard you might have maps for the Deep Roads."

"You're planning on going down there?"

"There's an expedition being planned, yes."

"You want to voluntarily go down there? I would die a happy man if I never thought about the Deep Roads again."

"It promises to be profitable. I can't really turn profitable down."

"What profit is there in the Deep Roads? Only darkspawn and nightmares down there."

"Nevertheless, downwards we must go."

"...have you come from the Wardens? I'm not going back to Ferelden."