This is troubling.
Cade purses his lips, but accepts the next slice of apple and chews it thoughtfully as he ruminates. But if he did enjoy it (though with his back screaming like it is now, it's hard to imagine why), does it count?
Did he actually manage to mess up being punished? And in a way so... perverse, so closely tied to how the common people satisfy their base desires.
He hunches down slightly, seeming to visibly deflate. Compared to the reality he was experiencing only five minutes ago, this one is cold and unforgiving. But it has to be. Because it... does.
"I don't know," he says in a soft, faded voice, pressing his fingers over his mouth and unable to look at Zevran again.