[A familiar voice and even though Alex can't see Anders, the man's voice brings a soft smile to his lips as he nods. His own voice is softly teasing as he replies, leaning against the counter to look right at his journal, hence, right at Anders.]

You noticed, surely? No public lashings for a month .. no one declaring their loathing of everything I am. Must have been a quiet month, honestly..

[A brief quirk of his lips and half a shrug.]

Yeah .. me, Hawke, Vie and Jack the pirate. A merry troop if ever there was one, I assure you.

[His smile fades a bit and he looks solemn.]

We didn't have any idea so much time had passed above ground, Anders ..