Cyril smiles at that, though the grin has taken on a more boyish tone now. Less all about the seduction and more about being excited.

"There aren't many heroic elves in stories," he points out after a moment. He came a little closer then, worried that talking about 'growing up' with stories of the Fifth Blight might make him seem too young. He was just barely a teenager when the Fifth Blight took place.

Instead of talking about that, though, he puts his arm around Zevran and nuzzles his neck again. "You can tell me all about it later, after we've had our fill of each other."