"As you wish." Zevran flicks the cat so it hangs at his shoulder, the tails on one side, the handle swinging free against his chest. Every other implement is set back in the leather bag he'd brought in with him.
"This will sting quite a bit- I know you said during you would not wish to be touched- but afterward. When we are finished; I would rather apply salve to your back to ensure you do not walk away with more than bruising- or that you take few sips of a healing potion. Whichever you find more agreeable."
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Date: 2016-04-14 07:03 am (UTC)"This will sting quite a bit- I know you said during you would not wish to be touched- but afterward. When we are finished; I would rather apply salve to your back to ensure you do not walk away with more than bruising- or that you take few sips of a healing potion. Whichever you find more agreeable."