"One without the usual duties. But there are many things a Templar might do, yes?" It is not so strict as 'kill this target or die trying'. There are degrees. Zevran finds he can work with that. But here? A breakthrough of sorts, a small one.

Zev smooths his fingers through Cade's hair in a gentle reward. It is not much but- for someone that seems to have so little? It could be weighty enough. "What is it you like to do that would still fulfill your duties?"