[The bed is unfamiliar, as is the setting, but that expression. That stance and tone- that is more than familiar to Zevran and oddly comfortable for it. An old game. One that he's played many a time and usually he comes out on top. If he doesn't he typically enjoys losing, such as it is.
Zevran's grin widens in turn, and if he shifts in such a way as to appear more inviting to his impromptu host, well. Habit. His ploy in the game. It's a part he knows all too well.]
I'm surprised it didn't happen sooner. >->
Zevran's grin widens in turn, and if he shifts in such a way as to appear more inviting to his impromptu host, well. Habit. His ploy in the game. It's a part he knows all too well.]
More the pity that I did not have you here.