The first thing I remembered of you was the feel of your jaw against my shoulder as I slept. I just couldn't place the face and name to the sensation.

[Fragments. Bit by bit he gains his life here back. Reconciles it with his life in Thedas.]

I remember your joy for food. How passionate you are about it.

[The same Zevran that they...oh.

He is missing something, isn't he?]

Do you still have my earring? The one you put in me?