"We have very different priorities, Argento." Zevran murmured, lifting a hand to smooth it down the side of Jack's face. "You were a taken man, I, less so. Until I saw it rectified. And then untaken but often taken until the argument wherein I requested to be a taken man rather than an oft taken man and Isaac saw no point in indulging such sentiment and scornfully let it be known- and then I met you and Eugene and we were communally taken with one another without being taken entirely until the night in which we partook of one another thoroughly and then on occasion afterward until sentiment settled in and while you two are still deeply taken with one another I am equally quite taken with you but not...quite. Taken. By you."