Anya waves to Anders and Varric and they all head out. She snugglewalks with Tabs.

"That was a lot."

“I saw you starting to shut down a bit. Thought I’d give us an out. You okay?”

More snugs. "Everything happens so much," she says lightly.

“It certainly does at that.” She kisses Anya’s temple. “He really had no idea why you were being nice to him. That’s...troubling.”

"Dumb bitch disease. Incurable," she jokes. "And that's fine, really. It doesn't bother me. I think I just flopped. It's been a Day."

“And we’re gonna do it all again tomorrow!”

"Terrible," she giggles. "I can't wait."

Tabs grins and snuggles more. 

Once they’re at Merrill’s, Carver leaves them at the door, getting another promise out of Merrill to talk. He then turns to Anya. 

“You sticking around for a bit?”

"Looks like it. Guess you're stuck with us."

“Good. You’re better than the idiots my brother calls friends.”

He nods at them both. “See you around.”

Adorable? In a sort of misanthropic way.

She waves him off. "Don't get lost."

He smiles over his shoulder. “Tell Merrill that!”

She rolls her eyes good-naturedly and flops on Tabs again.

"I am not planning on telling you that, for what it's worth," she says to Merrill.

“He’s not exactly wrong. I do get lost,” She says a little ruefully, then sighs. “I shouldn’t have been so rude to him earlier. He’s ever so sweet.”

And a little overbearing and angsty. But she's not gonna say that to their new friend.

"He's cute and sweet, it's true."

"I'm just tired of everyone treating me like a child. I'm nearly the same age as most of the them. Barring Varric and Aveline."

"Yeeeah. I noticed that. Is it an elf thing? Sounds kinda like an elf thing."

"Not for Fenris. And I'm older than him."

"Ah, but see. He has a penis."

Merrill giggles. "Yet to be confirmed," she says cheekily.

Anya laughs. "You have a point. But still, they need to get their shit together."

"To say the least!" Merrill agrees, and lets them into the house. 

The main room is a bit of a mess, with a few elves cleaning up after what seems to have been a riot of dinner time. "Does anyone need help?" 

There's a chorus of 'no's', and a couple of the older ones wave Merrill towards her room.

They follow Merrill. "We were thinking about heading out to the Coast tomorrow. I haven't been able to practice much at all these past few months... were hoping to find some sort of cave or something to camp out in."