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[ombranera]

I will write back as soon as possible.

Regards, Zevran

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[ombranera]

Showing up insecure about our lovemaking.

[ It helps to be specific- and for things like this? He can be very specific. ]

A little, but not much. Seriously, Alejandro, did you think I was avoiding you in particular?

[arachnophobe]

[He coughs and looks away.]

I wasn't exactly thinking clearly. Y'know, in case that wasn't obvious. And I don't really, uh, talk to many people, so it didn't occur to me that you'd be avoiding everyone.

I get stupid sometimes, all right?

[ombranera]

Sei così ridicolo è adorabile, Alejo.

[ He leans up enough to press a kiss to the underside of Alejandro's jaw. ]

One does not cast aside their Amicos so easily, yes?

[arachnophobe]

Scusami, Zev.

[He cracks a smile and looks down at Zevran after the kiss.]

No, but when I'm a panicked idiot, I do some real stupid shit. [Alejandro leans down and presses his lips to Zevran's forehead.]

[ombranera]

We have all had these moments, yes? Well. I don't have them but I am certain other people have them.

[ He tips his face happily into the kiss, smiling. ]

You know I enjoyed myself.

[arachnophobe]

Right, I forget how flawless you are. [He snorts.]

Well, you definitely seemed like you did at the time. I just-- well, I went over how dumb I got.

[ombranera]

You need to give me the list of names of those that have shared your bed and run off afterward. I will have words with them. Pointed words.

[ And by words he means knives. ]

[arachnophobe]

Ah, c'mon, they don't need to be stuck full of blades. I've already given them shit anyway.

[He looks down at Lucci, who seems to have settled into quite the doze. Alejandro gently pries the bottle free and sets it aside.]

Overall, I mostly just have a lot to settle with. Where you want him?

[ombranera]

Perhaps not full- but a poke or two should teach them better.

[ Zevran nestles against Alejo for the moment, one hand stroking his son's cheek. So small. is everyone so small when they begin? ]

There is a pile of blankets to your right- that is where I set him. It is harder for him to roll off that way.

[arachnophobe]

Just a little poke.

[He watches Zevran for a moment, smiling a little more gently as he observes such a soft gesture from the elf. Carefully, Lucci is settled into the blankets.]

Does he need anything else?

[Alejandro pauses, then looks at Zevran.] Or you?

[ombranera]

He's healthy. [ The relief in Zevran's voice is clear, there. ] Somewhere to sleep and perhaps for his teeth to finally come in to bother him less, perhaps.

[ But Lucci is well. Zevran...is exhausted. ]

A few hours of rest would be nice.