Traveling to far off exotic places, meeting interesting people-

"Mm. I do have a knotted cat that might sting the same, but what rope work I do is more for restraint than it is striking. It is less consistent and more difficult to control than leather." Zevran takes the flogger back, offering over the aforementioned cat with thinner strips and knotted ends. The swish is more of a hiss, the strike meant to sting. For him this is much like discussing the weather, or food. It simply is one more part of life in general- though one that was tainted for him and he slowly reclaimed by learning more for himself. To do this, to do it better than he was taught, to offer more consideration.