"Would stand between yourself and love. Out of duty and obligation to the Inquisition." Dancing about the matter is well and good but this is less about scouts- that too is a conversation to be had over crystals. And this is something he has knotted himself up over as well for so many reasons- one of which is now giggling brightly and attempting to heave himself from Zevran's arms into Leliana's.

Curious child.

"It can be lethal. The having it. The loss of it." Zevran reaches to smooth back some of Lucci's bouncing curls, eyes on the infant rather than Leliana. "I had it, once. Before the Blight, while I was a member of the Crows. It was losing it that had me put myself before Jonas' blade and hope for death- in doing so I found another opportunity for life. It is not always the way of things, luck and compassion and desperation saved me more than anything else. But is there nothing sweeter than to die from love?"