[He knows Garrett. Or at least: he knows a Garrett, and the differences between them will come to light the more they talk, but right now, oh, Maker, but what a feeling it is to see him here. Relief and horror all in one, a double sucker punch that leaves him gaping for a few seconds.]

How--

[Hawke isn't allowed to die. That simply cannot be. And yet here they are, and the timer is ticking, so:]

The mages. Anders' crusade, I never-- I did not-- I would not pay it the attention he felt it supposedly deserved--

[Bud that's absolutely not a valid excuse, but he's still reeling.]