"You do not even know my work." Though he could probably guess at it, considering the coin and veritable plethora of injuries he had treated. But Jack is a clever elf, clever and soft and kind in ways that are fun to enjoy now and then. Zevran is fairly certain if he was exposed to this sheer depth of caring for an extended stay, well. He may lose his mind.

Here, though, there are better things to lose. His lips glance across jack's and trail up his jaw to his ear lobe, fingers combing back the fine strands of copper there to get to the more sensitive tip.