Anders reads from the book, casting happy, knowing glances at his kids. "Primal class comprises the elements: fire, ice, lightning, earth. It is the class that causes the most destruction."
Merrill stops at the turn for the Lowtown Alienage. "I'll see you all later! I've just got to- this...way. Bye!"
She disappears.
It doesn't take Cia, Ilska, Raeli and Blaise long to get back to their place in the basement of the Hawke's mansion.
Where Anders is waiting, a somewhat rueful smile on his face.
"Hey, kids," he says to Ilska and Cia.
Anders folds down into eir arms, sighing in relief.
"I'm sorry. I'll make it up to you. Did you pick some magic to try?"
"Fade-walking?" Anders pulls back to look at em, then look at Blaise. "Are you trying to return to the Fade?"
Anders watches him go. "I always feel like I'm mis-stepping with that boy."
He turns back to the group. "Oh. Hey, Henri. What's up?"
"You're very good at that," Anders says, smiling.
"Thank you, for looking after them. I believe I have a magic lesson to start? If my kids are ready?"
Anders pulls Cia and Ilska aside, into a closed off space. "Okay. Where are we starting?"
"I believe you were picking a school." He retrieves the book. "Cia, you're doing very well with Creation, but I'd like to see you with some form of offensive magic."
"Ilska? Do you want to start fires or fuck with people's minds first?"