Zevran remains where he is, watching Cade make up his mind and make his way out. He makes no motion to leave until after Cade has left and had time enough to make some headway to his room. Then? He got to work. Hauling everything to this room took time, double checking the roof and doors so that he could be certain of soundproofing, he was half tempted to bring up a cot of some sort but that would likely leave Cade far too skittish for his own good.

A switch (as discussed) and a few other options laid out neatly off to one side, a brazier for warmth, a bag with restraints (if needed), a pair of chairs, a jar of salve- it is involved, this business, and likely not at all what Cade envisioned when he agreed. Yet Zevran sat once everything was arranged to his liking, left both doors unlocked- and waited.