Once again, Cade nods in agreement and relief of Zevran's understanding. Even if he doesn't care. It's not like that's unusual, for the people in Cade's life.
At Zevran's prompt, Cade purses his lips for a moment, then reaches into his jacket to withdraw a small piece of parchment. On it is a veritable laundry list of things he can't get off his mind: from stealing the wine bottle on the night of his breakdown to the disaster that was talking to Beleth to feeling resentful of his superiors.
Without expounding on it, he rests his chin on his hand with a sigh. Yeah, a little bit.