As she parted from him to end the short kiss, he just stared at her unable to say something and totally forgetting about Varric. She knew he was angry or merely surprised. Everyone got angry after they find out she was the Warden Commander. It was not like she told everybody about it and since no one outside of Ferleden would believe an elven mage was Commander of a secret order. It was easier to get by. Only other Grey Wardens and authorities knew about her plainly Templars.
"You…you are the Warden Commander? Don't tell me you are the Hero of Ferelden as well." He didn't know what to say and he realized what he just had done before Varric came in. "Oh I'm so sorry…I didn't mean to…I'm a holy brother of the chantry…I shouldn't have done that."
Neria only held up her hand to quieten him. She took no offense in what he had done, she could have stopped him if he would went too far. She only tucked the bedsheet closer around her body and turned around to face him. "Well I am in fact the Hero of Ferelden. I know…i should be in the Deep Roads doing Grey Warden stuff and such things. But i am so tired…I don't want it anymore. The other Wardens, they don't listen to an elf less than a mage. They fight and kill, they wouldn't listen to my plans. So I travel to other lands, places where someone would not recognise me." It was going really well so far…well she messed it up by saying she was the Warden Commander. But he was a brother of the Chantry, may be he wouldn't tell anyone about it.
Sebastian was still unsure what to say, she doesn't really look like a Warden. Well Anders doesn't look like a Warden too. But what plans did she have. He was also sure that Varric or Hawke would come soon to look for him. "Well…what plans or are these Grey Warden secrets? Look…the one who came in here before…a friend wants to see me. You can come with us. You'll be save." He wanted her to stop worrying about something and maybe Hawke could help her, Hawke always knew a way out. Neria just nodded and pulled away from him to get the shirt from the floor. As she put on her light blue and silver robes, she put on a cloak as well. Sebastian recognized that she didn't use a staff. "Didn't you say you are a mage? Why don't you have a weapon."
The answer came a few minutes later when she buckled up a sword on her back. "This is my weapon. It's more useful and I can still use magic abilities. No one would believe someone with a sword to be a mage." She didn't learn this in the Circle Tower, it was the one time in the Brecilian Forest…Arcane Warrior. "Well let's go to your friends…" Sebastian pushed open the door as well after he put his armor on.
Hawke, Varric, Anders and Fenris were still waiting and two of them were quite curious about that girl in Choirboy's room. "I told you…she had nothing but a blanket…no joking." Sebastian could hear Varric's voice ringing across the Chantry's halls. This mass needed to be fixed and quickly. As the two of them approach the group, Neria felt silent…not because of the awkward situation more likely because of Anders. She hadn't seen him in years but she would still recognize him.
Neria completely ignored the others and went straight to him, he was always her best friend not the one she knew the longest but the one she could tell her secrets to. "Anders…" Neria only muttered as she hugged him tightly. The healer was a little bit surprised since Neria was normally a bit insecure about huggings and personal stuff. She could be witty and everything but in the same time she just became the shyest person in town.
"I thought…they said you died…they said they killed you…how…why are you here?" Neria couldn't stop checking up on him, she looked for injuries for something…but it seems either he survived or the others were lying. "I'm fine…Commander. I have a question for you too? Why are you here?" Neria took a deep breath before she let go of Anders and took a view steps back. "I'm…I couldn't take the Wardens any longer…they seperated me from everyone. They said my plan is insane, but it would help…why does no one listen to me. The Architect is right…."