[The memory felt like it happened ages ago when it was in fact... nearly a year, if not just a bit less. Hearing Zevran say poutine in his softly accented way made him smile, that despite the somewhat... different feeling he had for Zev, that it wasn't entirely offset]

So the first thing you remember about me is food. I'm flattered.

[The sunlight had him squint a little, until his eyes adjusted, and he settled his hands in his pockets]

Well, you remember Jack, too. That's-- really good. I wasn't sure if you were the same Zev that we...