"Good idea," Anders whispered back. Shrugging, he replied, "You might as well guide me." Altair just kept reinforcing Anders's theory that he had enhanced senses, or had some magical second sight. The Warden Commander had told him that he'd met a blind Templar once, who had learned to get by with his other senses, as well as the slight magical sense that lyrium gave him. The Commander hadn't shed many tears for the man when a demon killed him.

He brushed his fingers against Altair's, inviting him to hold hands.