[OOM] Refuge
Zevran's room may be small, but it is safe, and at the moment that counts for a lot. Only once they're inside, with the door securely locked behind them, does the assassin manage to relax somewhat. Not too much, though, because he does feel that he owes his friend an apology for what happened.
"About all of that," he says carefully, turning at last to look at the taller elf. "I am sorry, if it made things uncomfortable or embarrassing for you, in any way." Zevran is good at handling embarrassment and awkward situations on his own, but he's noticed that Zak doesn't seem to be quite so adept.
The desire and physical lust haven't waned, not after all of that, but Zevran is doing his best to keep a tight leash on them in case Zak's only desire behind locking themselves in their room had indeed been retreat and sanctuary.
"About all of that," he says carefully, turning at last to look at the taller elf. "I am sorry, if it made things uncomfortable or embarrassing for you, in any way." Zevran is good at handling embarrassment and awkward situations on his own, but he's noticed that Zak doesn't seem to be quite so adept.
The desire and physical lust haven't waned, not after all of that, but Zevran is doing his best to keep a tight leash on them in case Zak's only desire behind locking themselves in their room had indeed been retreat and sanctuary.