It's not the first time such a sentiment has been expressed to the elf, thrust headlong to the fore of human conflicts, but somehow it means more coming from Zevran. He has always held the words of the common folk more closely than those in higher positions. They felt more real, more heartfelt.

Faintly he smiles. "Thank you," he murmurs, tone soft and a little unsteady. He takes to absently running his finger along the rim of the cup once more, watching that instead of the man across from him. Finally though, his gaze lifts again. "It means a great deal that you would say that. There is always more to do, but... yes, I do what I can."