[At least it hit him this time. An ineffectual hit but still a hit. It gets the point across.]

You should be glad I'm not throwing anything worse at you.

[Like some of the grenades he's seen his companions toss about. Mostly not at him.]

Also, ow! [That's just hurtful. It's definitely time for Anders to go if he's going to say things like that. Getting to his feet as well, Alistair walks him to the door.] I'll remember that the next time you ask me for anything. After I cry myself to sleep tonight.

[He hopes Anders feels bad about that.]