Nothing could possibly ruin this moment- sweet, joyful, blessed reunion. Nothing on Thedas could possibly dampen the all-consuming relief and rush of l- affection that sweeps through him in seeing her alive.

Except Teo.

Teo, the loyal mabari, refusing to approach his owner. Teo, forcing himself to approach his beloved Hawke. Teo, scaring the shit out of all of them and raising alarm bells they didn't know they had.

"Stellar idea," he deadpans, more than a little shaken. Varric gets to his feet and helps her up as well, letting the human lean against him. "Easy does it, gorgeous."

They make their way to her manor- slowly. Bodahn is there, holding down the fort in case she came home, and the help (all three of them) greet their mistress with joy and relief. Varric sends the others away: Anders only leaves after conducting an examination that, fortunately, finds nothing. Varric doesn't let the mage heal any of his wounds, saying he'll take a potion at the Hanged Man. He's only bleeding a little now. Eventually, Anders stumbles home to Darktown, for a well-deserved rest before tonight's clinic shift.

Then it's the two of them. She's in the tub, still in her smallclothes and breast band: none of them wanted to contend with blood stains on the furniture for the fifth time this month. He carefully looks at her face (and nothing else, thank you!).

"Alright, Hawke?"

It's his 'no bullshit, tell me the real story' tone.