This is all news to Cade, but then, he hasn't known the man for a good twenty years.
He watches Zevran quietly, torn between sympathy and the knowledge that Alistair can look at a literal assassin sent to murder one of his companions and forgive him, befriend him, but can't spare the same magnanimity for an out-of-touch childhood friend. When Cade had first seen him here, he had hoped. He had hoped for a while, actually, and then it had soured so quickly.
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Date: 2016-06-01 04:50 am (UTC)He watches Zevran quietly, torn between sympathy and the knowledge that Alistair can look at a literal assassin sent to murder one of his companions and forgive him, befriend him, but can't spare the same magnanimity for an out-of-touch childhood friend.
When Cade had first seen him here, he had hoped. He had hoped for a while, actually, and then it had soured so quickly.
"That's good," he says, his voice a bit hollow.