[She's holding a large stick and can mute, perhaps even immobilize him with but a thought. Zevran may not be trying anything funny at the moment, but he is certainly thinking several funny things. That are more steamy than funny.]
No, I am an elf. [Rustle. Twitch. Wait. What?] ...
[He turns to peek over his shoulder. Wings. Tiny, useless, fluttering wings.]
This is easily one of the strangest turns I've taken in the fade.
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No, I am an elf. [Rustle. Twitch. Wait. What?] ...
[He turns to peek over his shoulder. Wings. Tiny, useless, fluttering wings.]
This is easily one of the strangest turns I've taken in the fade.