Friends stick together. It was a bit of a novel concept to him. He'd never had anyone actually stick with him before. Never had someone actually be willing to... to be with him and around him just because of who he was. and that thought brought an odd feeling to his chest. Part pain, part warmth. Before he knew it, there was a slight burning to his eyes and tightness to his throat. That, he knew. That, he'd felt before. And he would not cry. Not here, not now. He tried to say something instead and--... And that faltered.

Instead, it was all he could do to tighten his arms warmly around Zevran and slightly sniffle before hiding his face against Zev's hair.