I don't think there's anything wrong with being spoiled, as long as you know how to appreciate it.
[Being consistently spoiled from a young age tends to create entitled and insufferable adults. Having nothing from a young age and then stumbling into something in adulthood seems to encourage appreciation rather than entitlement.
...And Maleficat had better let him eat properly. Hawke will be keeping an eye on that one. B|]
It's probably so affordable because it's so common and uncultured.
[He's always saying that, but... he does. He really does. Hawke is so insistent about taking care of him, and it's so hard to accept. But it does feel good, too, when he lets it.
He smiles. And pushes Maleficat down again, before he can steal a piece of chicken off his plate.]
[It just doesn't apply to himself, clearly. Although that might be the spirit in him, since Justice isn't used to depending on regular sustenance. Whoops.
[Blame everything on Hawke! While continuing to rub against him with his foot, because he can, and because it means he might have a chance of winning. Maybe.]
They could be jealous of your confidence. Although that's not really the same thing.
[That's all that really matters, right? And jeez, Anders, concentrate on the delicious meal Hawke prepared for you. He'll be leaning across the table to nudge Anders' plate as a gentle reminder.]
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[Being consistently spoiled from a young age tends to create entitled and insufferable adults. Having nothing from a young age and then stumbling into something in adulthood seems to encourage appreciation rather than entitlement.
...And Maleficat had better let him eat properly. Hawke will be keeping an eye on that one. B|]
It's probably so affordable because it's so common and uncultured.
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[He's always saying that, but... he does. He really does. Hawke is so insistent about taking care of him, and it's so hard to accept. But it does feel good, too, when he lets it.
He smiles. And pushes Maleficat down again, before he can steal a piece of chicken off his plate.]
Uncultured describes us well.
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[He smiles when Anders smiles, even though he thinks Anders might only be smiling at the cat in his lap.]
It's hard to get more uncultured than a pair of scruffy, unshaven apostates, isn't it?
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[He can smile at Hawke even with cats around, okay. It's a totally different kind of smile. He should be able to tell!]
You spend an hour in the bathroom trimming your beard, love. I don't think that applies to you.
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[Anders smiles are Anders smiles, and they are all too rare. Hawke is the last person to be picky about who they're directed at.]
...Not every day, I don't.
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[This one is cut short by continued eating, but Hawke probably won't mind that, either.]
No, you occasionally just spend an hour staring at yourself in the mirror, to make sure it's even.
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[Yes, good, keep eating, Anders...!
Meanwhile Hawke grabs that bread he had Anders set out, butters a couple of slices, and...puts one on Anders' plate. Whoops.]
Yes, occasionally. That's not an every day thing either.
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[Why is he even bringing this up again? There's no point. No one can out-stubborn Hawke.
He'll just take a bite out of that bread, then.]
Which means that on average, you still spend about an hour on your beard each day. It's your manners that make you uncultured, not your facial hair.
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[Hawke is the most stubborn! And also stretching out his legs under the table to nudge at Anders' feet with his toes.]
There are some who would beg to differ. About my beard, that is. No one would argue about my terrible manners.
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[It just doesn't apply to himself, clearly. Although that might be the spirit in him, since Justice isn't used to depending on regular sustenance. Whoops.
Nudging right back, though.]
They're only jealous.
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[Commence dinnertime footsie]
Jealous of what? My beard or my manners?
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Why am I even still arguing?
[nuuuudge nudge nudge. Wait, can he slide his foot up higher? Going for the inside of Hawke's thigh now, to distract him.]
Your beard. No one would be jealous of your manners.
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[Oh my, Anders, so forward! He will totally not complain (strongly or believably, anyway) about how very distracting that is.]
...That's what I thought. Anyone jealous of my manners is in need of some good, thorough soul-searching.
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[Blame everything on Hawke! While continuing to rub against him with his foot, because he can, and because it means he might have a chance of winning. Maybe.]
They could be jealous of your confidence. Although that's not really the same thing.
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[Oh yeah, well, two can play at that game! Hawke's going to keep nudging and sliding his foot against Anders' legs under the table too.]
It really isn't. They're probably just jealous of my beard. [SHRUG]
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[...this is distracting him from eating. Whoops.]
Anyone would be. Even I am a bit.
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[...Shit, this is not going as planned. Abort! Abort!]
I bet you'd look good with a beard.
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[But! Teasing! Flirting! He's so easily distracted from food these days.]
The last time I started to grow one, you told me to shave it.
[Remember? After he was locked up for two weeks?]
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[That's all that really matters, right? And jeez, Anders, concentrate on the delicious meal Hawke prepared for you. He'll be leaning across the table to nudge Anders' plate as a gentle reminder.]
...Oh yeah, I did, huh?
[Whoops.]
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[Aaand he starts eating again. This is pretty much routine for them by now.]
A proper beard takes too much time to maintain for me. I don't have an hour each morning.
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[He watches Anders for a moment or two before turning back to his own plate. But not for too long...!]
I don't spend an hour on it.
[It's really only like...forty minutes. >.>]
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[They can nom chicken in between talking. It's not like dinner has to be rushed.]
It's as good as, love.
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[This is true! Though a slow dinner means delayed cuddles...]
I have to make sure it's presentable.
[Defensive? Hawke? Nooooo...
...Well. Maybe just a little bit...]
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[...That's his guilt slipping through again. It does that.]
Are you ever presentable?
[you're so easy to tease, Hawke.]
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[He nudges Anders' foot with his to emphasize his point. No guilt complexes allowed!]
I don't do it because I feel like I have to, I do it because I want to.
[He pauses and grins a little.]
I'm not, no. That doesn't mean my beard can't be, though.
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