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[hawkethat]

[Noooo, smile, come baaaack...!]

Hallucination?

[Not stated implicitly but implied pretty heavily in the tone of his voice: What in Andraste's name is going on??]

[onetrackminds]

Yes, I'm hallucinating.

[well, that wasn't very helpful.]

[hawkethat]

[ANDERS THAT IS NOT REASSURING. Hawke's reaching down now to take him by the arm and pull him to his feet.]

Okay. Why are you hallucinating?

[onetrackminds]

I kissed a frog.

[he will happily allow himself to be pulled to his feet, since the cat was a hallucination. And he'll lean into Hawke a bit. For support.]

[hawkethat]

You kissed a frog?

[He really wants to stop just echoing Anders, but it's really hard since every time Anders speaks things just get stranger and stranger.]

Why?

[Maybe continuing to ask 'why' will get them somewhere...]

[onetrackminds]

Because he was dying.

[IS THIS MAKING SENSE YET? Oh, and leaning in a bit closer here, though that's nothing unusual.]]

Why, are you jealous?

[hawkethat]

No, just very, very confused.

[MAKER WHAT IS THIS CONVERSATION HEEEEELP

...

wait.]

...Should I be jealous?

[onetrackminds]

[He shakes his head.]

I said he was dying. And a frog. And you're very beautiful.

[hawkethat]

[Anders, what is this train of thought?? You're totally throwing Hawke off, here.]

I--well, if he was dying, then of course I'm glad you helped him. There's no reason to be jealous over that.

[onetrackminds]

I'll make it up to you later.

[because right now, the idea of Hawke being a little bit jealous is a good one.]

...Although your face looks different like this.

[hawkethat]

...Thank you?

[Is this what a drunk Anders would be like? Nonsensical and flirty and silly?]

Different how?

[onetrackminds]

[probably, yes. Ask Nathaniel!]

A bit... strange. You're shimmering.

[hawkethat]

[Maybe he will!]

I suppose I can handle that.

[He does a lot of glowing often enough, what with all his fancy fireball spells and things.]

[Also, he's going to slide an arm around Anders' waist and start guiding him back to their apartment now.]

[onetrackminds]

[While Anders is going to lean in and plant a kiss on that shimmering cheek.]

It'll wear off, though.

[hawkethat]

[Aww.]

Well, I would hope so. I can't have you wandering off after imaginary cats day in and day out.

[onetrackminds]

I have my own cats.

[which he is still grateful for, so that's a kiss on his jaw as well.]

[hawkethat]

[Anders is an affectionate drunk?]

[Hawke's got to figure out a way to get Anders drunk like this more often!]

Yes, you do.

[He'll lean over and drop a return kiss on Anders' cheek.]

[onetrackminds]

[At least he's affectionate when he's high from snogging aliens.]

Thank you, love.

[hawkethat]

[We need to find out what kind of drunk he is too, then.]

You're very welcome.

[onetrackminds]

[Somehow. Justice will object.]

You're the most wonderful thing that has ever happened to me.

[hawkethat]

[Justice is dumb.]

That's really not saying much, love.

[But he's happy anyway.]

[onetrackminds]

[Anders frown. That's true, but--]

That makes you even more incredible.

[hawkethat]

[...Anders, you're kind of breaking his heart a little over here]

Careful; if you keep talking like that I might get a big head.

[He says as if his ego isn't 10x too big already]

[onetrackminds]

But it's a nice big head.

[he's easily distracted right now. Here, have another kiss.]

[hawkethat]

That's a very odd-sounding compliment.

[He will accept that kiss, and give another one in return.]