Don't. [ Sharp and raw, cut from him before he can smooth it into something, anything else. A beat passes and he attempts to paint over it with a joke. To tease. For they are teasing, not thinking of this awful thing. ] Say. Such things, of course you will like it. I am the one doing it I wouldn't give you anything less than complete satisfaction.
[ Zevran manages a thin twist of a smile, the barest edge of his waggled eyebrows before sitting back and setting his needle aside. If they were speaking of this his hands wouldn't remain steady and certain for much longer.
Least of all when he dangles hope before him. Hope is a thief, is a bastard, and he's never had a use for it but- he reaches forward to clasp Alistair's face in his hands. Stone cold sober he might be but- that? Alistair can't dangle that before him and sweep past into something different. ]
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Date: 2015-12-13 10:15 pm (UTC)[ Zevran manages a thin twist of a smile, the barest edge of his waggled eyebrows before sitting back and setting his needle aside. If they were speaking of this his hands wouldn't remain steady and certain for much longer.
Least of all when he dangles hope before him. Hope is a thief, is a bastard, and he's never had a use for it but- he reaches forward to clasp Alistair's face in his hands. Stone cold sober he might be but- that? Alistair can't dangle that before him and sweep past into something different. ]
All we must do is murder Corypheus?