Well, now he felt like the world's biggest prick. Sometimes Anders missed being self-centered.

"You're welcome," he conceded, perhaps a touch apologetic. Damn it Fenris, damn those horrible beautiful green eyes of yours! Anders cleared his throat and shifted about superficially; he made no obvious response to the hand on his ankle.

"I... still don't understand what made you trust me so quickly," he murmured, mostly for his own benefit. "You... really recall nothing of who I am?"