Altair stopped when Anders did, turning slightly to look at him- saying nothing yet, only listening to what the other man felt like he needed to say.

"Knowing you, whatever you did, you must have had a reason for."

Altair didn't know what Anders had done to become the most wanted man in Thedas, but whatever it was, Altair was certain that whatever it was had been done for a good reason. Anders was a healer. Altair remembered the sense of hope among the people who had been there when he had come dragging his near dead friend into the refugee camp. And Anders himself needing to be pressed into accepting a reward for helping.

Altair couldn't imagine him doing anything that would leave him the most wanted man in Thedas without having a good reason to do it.

"And how very good then that I am not adverse to murdering those who threaten those I care about."

Like he'd done to those Templars not so very long ago.

"I'm also not easily scared off. If you want to tell me what made you the most wanted man in Thedas, you can. If you'd rather not talk about it, you don't have to. I'll be here regardless."

Whatever it was, Altair was certain that he'd done worse in his life.