[ An afternoon and evening spent idly considering what it is they will face, racing back in his memory for how they dealt with darkspawn (he'd heard rumors, it is better to be prepared), and adjusting for so hot a climate does keep Zevran's mind busy enough that sleep comes easy. A blessing.
Come the morning Zevran has in fact found a large carpet for one corner of the space and set up a stool for the bard, paid for her services- but what may be surprising?
Is that he has stolen Leliana for a moment or two, hands in their proper place, leading her around in an easy, courtly dance that is in fashion in Orlais. If he is to teach Lasulahn? He needs to be familiar as well. One last turn around the room as he crackles a laugh at something she's said- a softness in her eyes that he has felt to be absent-
Shades of who they were when they were young. Teasing back and forth like old friends and for a moment? It feels like they are.
Leliana does duck out to resume her duties and Zevran turns, smile widening and brightening at the Inquisitor's quiet entrance. ]
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Come the morning Zevran has in fact found a large carpet for one corner of the space and set up a stool for the bard, paid for her services- but what may be surprising?
Is that he has stolen Leliana for a moment or two, hands in their proper place, leading her around in an easy, courtly dance that is in fashion in Orlais. If he is to teach Lasulahn? He needs to be familiar as well. One last turn around the room as he crackles a laugh at something she's said- a softness in her eyes that he has felt to be absent-
Shades of who they were when they were young. Teasing back and forth like old friends and for a moment? It feels like they are.
Leliana does duck out to resume her duties and Zevran turns, smile widening and brightening at the Inquisitor's quiet entrance. ]
Stella! How fine you look this morning.