[ And there is the payoff. Even without being there he can easily see Alistair doubled over in laughter, how he clutches at himself to stop shaking, the smiling, the crinkles by his eyes. Something that needs to happen a little more often, this laughter.
Zevran strums through the bridge and smirks through the rest, doubly pleased. He's still picking at a random arrangement while Alistair tries to learn to speak again. He can wait. ]
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Date: 2015-12-07 06:56 am (UTC)Zevran strums through the bridge and smirks through the rest, doubly pleased. He's still picking at a random arrangement while Alistair tries to learn to speak again. He can wait. ]