I'm not surprised, [ Alistair grumbles under his breath. It's fine—or not fine, but different—for people to be racist off elsewhere, without touching anyone Alistair cares about. But this—
The second explanation manages to sink in. ]
You're horrible. [ Weary, fond; if he sounds bothered, it's mostly lingering distress that anyone who doesn't believe Zevran personally hung both moons has been allowed to touch him, now or ever. Mostly. Zevran is, also, genuinely horrible. ] No more details, or I'm sleeping on the floor.
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The second explanation manages to sink in. ]
You're horrible. [ Weary, fond; if he sounds bothered, it's mostly lingering distress that anyone who doesn't believe Zevran personally hung both moons has been allowed to touch him, now or ever. Mostly. Zevran is, also, genuinely horrible. ] No more details, or I'm sleeping on the floor.