[Several moments of quiet passed, mostly on account of Eugene trying to choose his words carefully instead of flying off the handle. Zevran... might not want to come back if it's met with this sort of attitude. A few times he stops and starts, finally giving in and trying to make right or express something that was stil true despite all the turmoil.

Both hands reached out and slid along his cheeks, cupping them before he tugged him forward and sealed their lips together. He wasn't sure if this was the right thing to do or if it was the wrong, but it felt right to kiss hurt away if he could and he sighed into him. Something faint but warm enough.]

We missed you. I know how it is to worry that you'll disappoint because you come back different.

[But he was incredibly lucky to have Jack. Who had accepted him as whole even with less and never once abandoned him. Occasionally with a lost temper, but more often than not, just soft understanding.]

I'm glad you're back.