[ ..........well. he is fluffy enough to be a hairy asshole. ser I wear an entire bird upon my shoulders and call it fashion ]

Perhaps then. But now- Makers bloody balls, Anders. The world is- was ending. [ scrubs his head because thinking about it just makes him mad all over again. gods damned Corypheus and his nonsense ] It'll take far more than a few drinks to describe the absolute shite fucked nonsense that's happened but circumstances aside... I'd rather it have been me than the poor sod in charge.