"She was something else," Rex agrees. "If I knew how to track her down, I'd offer to introduce you."

"I'd probably insist on her staying in giant cat form, not the best of introductions," Anders laughs.

Anders finishes his jacket, and puts it back on. "That's better."

"That does look a whole hell of a lot better when it isn't soaked through."

"The same could probably be said about anyone," Anders says with a laugh.

"I mean, you're not wrong, but only when you're not expecting to get soaked through."

"Yes, otherwise you could probably pull it off in a not half-drowned sort of way."

"That's the spirit!" Rex bounces, and there is a distinct impression that he would be wagging his tail if he had one.

Anders laughs. "I guess you didn't chose the dog shapeshift, it chose you!"

"Something like that!" Rex agrees cheerfully. "There anything you wanna do? Now you're finished sewing?"

“You think you could give me a tour?”

"Yeah! That's definitely a good idea! So. This is the wardroom. Meals get served here, we spend downtime here if we're on ship. Galley's through there." He points to a door on the far side. "C'mon, that about exhausts the interesting facts of this room!"

Anders gets up to follow Rex.

Rex leads the way out. "This," he taps the long wall on one side with his fists. "Is a storage unit, door's round the other side. You've got cabins running up this side," he points to a wall with two doors on it. "And there's a corridor that mirrors this on the other side of the storage unit." Pauses as they come to the end of the corridor, and Rex points up at the hatch in the ceiling above them. "Access out onto the hull. Don't open it while we're under water."

"Oh, I will not be doing that. I've been soaked through once already."

"Comms room and cockpit are through there," he points to the door to one side of the hatch. "If Mako's piloting, don't go anywhere near the cockpit."

“Why’s that? He easily distracted?”

"Most places on this ship have more than one exit, or ways to not feel cornered. Cockpit isn't one of those places. He doesn't do well being cornered."

“I can understand that. Felt that way a few times myself.”

Young and trying to escape, hissing angrily at any Templar that drew near. It was amazing he was still alive at all. 

"And Circ probably wasn't joking about ripping your heart out if you hurt Mak, so. Anyway." He turns and heads in one direction down the corridor.

“I wouldn’t dream of hurting any of you. Healer’s oath and all.” He softens his words with a joke, but Rex’s words make him wonder what the rest of the crew thinks of him. Do they all think he’d harm someone? Of course they do. They don’t know him yet. 

He’s just going to have to prove he’s not a danger to Mako, or anyone. 

"You don't seem like you're lying. You smell genuine, your heart isn't skipping. I believe you don't intend harm."

“Glad I smell like something other than elfroot and body odour,” Anders laughs. “You’re able to use your heightened dog senses in your human form? That’s...incredible.”

"Perks of the shift," Rex grins and shrugs. "Normal human smells I- kinda filter out? They can get overwhelming. Speaking of. Showers," he points at the relevant door. "Laundry room, map room. Map room you'll probably need a lesson in how to use the map. If you want one that is?"

“I don’t think I’ll be looking at maps for a while, but thank you.” 

He doesn’t want to be reminded that his home won’t appear on any of them. 

-Yeah, okay, that makes sense.

He leads them to the end of the corridor, and palms open a door that opens to a set of...stairs? That has a mirror image going up the other side?

"Fun fact: The corridors in the Shard do actually all connect together. These stairs lead down to the engine room. Wanna go see?"