[ Silent even if he is still sleepy, Zevran drips from the shadows to settle in place, draping an arm around her shoulders without so much as saying a word. For a long moment he simply sits, cheek resting against Beleth's hair while he shakes himself awake. ]
Something is troubling you.
[ He peels himself off her long enough to slice himself a bit of bread and meat and cheese- a proper Fereldan midnight snack. ]
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Date: 2016-04-14 02:18 am (UTC)Something is troubling you.
[ He peels himself off her long enough to slice himself a bit of bread and meat and cheese- a proper Fereldan midnight snack. ]