Hawke reluctantly nods her agreement, gives Anders a twisted sort of smile as he looks at her with an anguished expression before leaving. Fenris turns to follow but she says his name and he stops, meeting her gaze solidly. She opens her mouth to speak, frowns, then just shrugs and says "...thanks." He ducks his head and leaves.

So it's just her and Varric and Teo, and two cups of tea that never did get drunk.

Hawke goes and stands by the window. "I don't think the process has finished quite yet," she says finally. "I was hoping it'd stop. The things they did--" She shakes her head. "It's all something of a blur, to be honest. I didn't think they had succeeded in doing anything permanent until--"

Until Teo bared his fucking throat to her, and Maker help her, the instinct had been there. "Until just earlier."