Further validation arrives with this, and Cade's caution is dissipating at the same rate that his guilt is rising. He doesn't even know why, and perhaps doesn't want to know. He does make a face at the idea of being cuffed to Alistair. He would hate that with anyone, a constant invasion of personal space, but with Alistair in particular it would be a nightmare. He opts not to say so, since Zevran has moved on and Cade isn't about to remind him of his idea.
Cade considers the man's words for several moments, and has several ideas for how to respond, but finds that he doesn't want to voice any of them. He doesn't know what he's talking about, he has no authority. "...maybe he'd.... I don't know," Cade begins, and trails off, rubbing the back of his head.
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He does make a face at the idea of being cuffed to Alistair. He would hate that with anyone, a constant invasion of personal space, but with Alistair in particular it would be a nightmare. He opts not to say so, since Zevran has moved on and Cade isn't about to remind him of his idea.
Cade considers the man's words for several moments, and has several ideas for how to respond, but finds that he doesn't want to voice any of them. He doesn't know what he's talking about, he has no authority. "...maybe he'd.... I don't know," Cade begins, and trails off, rubbing the back of his head.