"Never." She pulls Tabs along. "Come on. Let's go see your future husband and learn more magic."

"Oh my god, do not say the 'h' word, I'll pass out!" She is happily tugged along, and is able to muddle her way through remembered directions, until they get to the right area.

"That-" She points at a run down looking door, though with a familiar crest above it. "-is the Amell mansion."

"...do you think they've cleared it out yet?"

"Well, if Garrett plays like I do, it's like the third thing done. Flemeth's amulet, recruiting Anders, getting the mansion cleared out."

"I think I leave it for a while. I dunno, it's been ages and my memory is shit. How do we bring it up, do you think?"

"Maybe something about Anders needing a way to escape quickly? Speaking of which-" 

She points out the lit laterns over a shabby door. 

"Shabby. We should fix that somehow. Or do you think it's supposed to be camouflage"

"Yeah, considering who lives here, I think the less this place stands out, the better. I'm sure he's got wards on the door. Or something." 

"I wanna learn wards. Wanna learn so much magic. Magic!!!"

"God, how often are you gonna drag Merrill up the mountain for magic class, you nerd," Tabs teases, hugging Anya.

"As much as she'll let me. Seriously. Magic. This is all I've wanted. Well. After becoming a vampire, obviously."

"Are there vampires in Thedas?"

"I don't think so. Not that I can think of. Sad."

"Awww, only fulfilling one of your life dreams!" Tabs pats her shoulder, pouting dramatically. 

"I'll never forgive the universe." They walk towards the door of the clinic. "Do we knock?"

"If the latern's lit, he's in there. So...no? I guess we just...go in." 

Tabs gingerly pushes the door open.

The room is a lot larger than it looked in game, and in much better repair. There are still huge orange strips of fabric hanging from the roof, and the pillars are still a little crumbling, but the floor and walls are in good repair and clean. There are a few people closer to the doors, sorting out packages of food and blankets, and from there, every few paces, are cots. A few are occupied, but no one looks unhealthy. Maybe a little tired. 

Right up the back, leaning over two huge cauldrons, is Anders, clearly lost in his work. 

"I can see the hearts in your eyes, babe."

"I'm love him."

"He is very pretty. Let's go sit down and - get ourselves out of the way, or something."

Tabs looks around, but there doesn't really seem to be a 'waiting area'. "We might just have to go up and...tap on his shoulder. Or something."

Anya shrugs. "He's your character. Ish." She walks up to him slowly, trying not to startle him.

Tabs does the same, though her toe - her bare, unarmoured toe - makes contact with a bed and she hisses. "Fucking ow!"