Cade accepts the apple when offered, pensive while Zevran speaks. He winces as he draws his arm back, the smallest movement causing his back to protest most painfully.
"Ahh," he whines, but turns it into the beginning of his next question. "the.. floating is..." He's trying to piece together what he experienced with what Zevran is telling him, and he pops the apple piece into his mouth as he considers. "...what is that?" He's never in his life felt anything like it.