Anders headed back to Hightown as the moon rose above the water, humming happily to himself, an ear-to-ear grin plastered on his face as he approached the residences. Hawke called out to him as he walked by, "Oi! He's looking for you. He's waiting at the mansion, you might want to hurry." he shouted sleepily before going back inside.

Fenris is looking for me? Well, shit. He sighed heavily as he walked to Fenris' home, dreading the coming encounter. I lived a good life, I think. He thought as he entered the run-down home, stepping into the entryway and immediately feeling his gaze on his back. He instinctively grinned as he turned around, "Hello Fenris, how has your day been?" he attempted to say calmly, his nerves betraying him and wavering a few syllables.

The elf didn't speak, he was speechless. You don't normally get to look at yourself like this. "Fenris? Are you alright?" the mage asked quietly. "I'm fine! And apparently so are you! What have you even been doing all day?!" he questioned darkly; Anders couldn't help but laugh loudly, he couldn't see himself as intimidating at all. "What is so damned funny, mage!?" Fenris shouted, embarrassed suddenly.

"How could you possibly think that I'd be intimidated by my own voice? I'm not really intimidating at all!" Anders said as he clutched his sides. "Though, is everyone so tall to you? It's rather annoying after a while." he continued. Fenris lunged at him, grabbing him by the collar of his tunic and pulling him in closely. "Shut up, mage. I'll have none of your-" he tried to threaten, but was interrupted by Anders' hands tickling his sides. The elf immediately erupted in laughter, twitching and squirming trying to get away. "I know all of my weaknesses Fenris, you can't threaten me!" Anders teased.

The elf breathed deeply for a few moments as he considered this statement. "And I know mine, Anders." He stated calmly, walking up to the other man before pausing momentarily. "What is that supposed to mean?" The former Warden chirped. Fenris did not reply in words, but with an action. He ran a hand from his lower back up to the back of what was usually his neck and gripped it firmly before looking deeply into the other's eyes, causing him to shiver and lean into the touch.

Both were unable to speak, lost in the depth of what each man had. Anders was the one to break the gaze, looking down to the floor first. "S-so, maybe we should work on figuring out how to switch back?" he offered, but his statement was ignored as Fenris placed a hand on his chin and tilted his face up, kissing him deeply.

Et intellectus est ad.

A flash of light, a deep draw of breath, and two men leaning into each other needily as they kissed. They kissed for several moments longer before they realized they were back to normal. "I..we..you? Uhh.." Anders stuttered only to be silenced as Fenris' lips met his again, another heated kiss shared between them.

They pulled apart for air again and between the heavy panting each of them could feel that something had definitely changed. An understanding reached, tension relieved.