Traveling to far off exotic places, meeting interesting people-

"If I say yes will you kiss it better?" Drawling and teasing, scrabbling for whatever threads of normal are left. Leliana cold and determined, he suddenly the hero- Alistair must be the same. Or at the very least he must be similar enough that Zevran can look at the world without screaming. Bu no; he's tired, he's not sleeping well, Zevran remembers that haunted look.

So he teases. He tries, offering Alistair his glowing hand.