Solona huffs. "But I'm always after something as well."

Cullen grimaces as he walks down the hallways towards the storage room. He could find the robes and hide them in his armor but Maker, the pressure! What if someone found out? What if the plan didn't work? He was sweating. Sweating like a pig. Maker, help him.

But he manages to get the robes with ease and is back inside the room. He's breathing heavily though. Oh, the pressure. He takes the robes from within his armor and hands it to Anders.