[Zevran teases as he turns in his arm to face Rowan and takes his drink. It burns when he takes a drink, but not exactly in the same way as his first drink of whatever that was. This one isn't as smooth, and very much tastes like something Oghren would enjoy. It makes him a little homesick.]
Don't tell me you haven't taken advantage of your new life.
[He would have thought so. He knew he would have at least. His eyes close for a moment, a little longer than a standard blink when he feels those fingers through his hair. For the first time since the battle his mind doesn't wander to blazing fires or screaming people, instead it reminds him of the muffled sounds of crickets, cool nights, and the warmth of a campfire.
It's a good change. He doesn't even mind it when he fucks his hair up. He remembered how annoying that use to be. The hand on Rowan's hip pulls him closer.]
I may. I have to see exactly how you two are alike.
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[Zevran teases as he turns in his arm to face Rowan and takes his drink. It burns when he takes a drink, but not exactly in the same way as his first drink of whatever that was. This one isn't as smooth, and very much tastes like something Oghren would enjoy. It makes him a little homesick.]
Don't tell me you haven't taken advantage of your new life.
[He would have thought so. He knew he would have at least. His eyes close for a moment, a little longer than a standard blink when he feels those fingers through his hair. For the first time since the battle his mind doesn't wander to blazing fires or screaming people, instead it reminds him of the muffled sounds of crickets, cool nights, and the warmth of a campfire.
It's a good change. He doesn't even mind it when he fucks his hair up. He remembered how annoying that use to be. The hand on Rowan's hip pulls him closer.]
I may. I have to see exactly how you two are alike.