It's ...also probably way too late to worry about that, but. The conversation is less enigmatic than it might be if Hawke weren't aware Anders does immediately spring to any reason to crush the tiniest iota of happiness that comes his way. He bumps his head into Anders' hand, half because he likes the feeling on his scalp and half just to reassure his presence. Maybe that shouldn't be necessary, given how they're tangled up like vines, and yet.

"We could just go on as we are, you know." Straight-on eye contact; it's not invasive, just steady. They are basically already married, in all the ways it was possible in Thedas; he wouldn't be disappointed even if, yes, because they can have it he wants it. "If I have to strongarm you into the idea it's less palatable."