Alistair goes as still and obedient as if Zevran had a knife to him--or a razor, more aptly, he isn't afraid--with his eyes angled to watch what little he can see of Zevran's hand rather than looking him in the face. All hands on necks and jaws aside, they're safe, he thinks. Maybe safer if he keeps joking. Deflection has gotten him this far in life.

He says, "You should see the other guy."