[The feed opens on Zevran, lounging in a chair in Thomas' house. Keran's roses are next to it, and there is, surprisingly, no mistletoe merrily dancing around his head. Honestly, he looks like some kind of Romance Santa or something.]
[He watches it for a second, before grinning.]I see that I am not the only one to awaken with such a follower.
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How is it done?!
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[She quirks her lips to the side, indecisive, then finally decides it can't hurt. He promised it wouldn't, and she's spent enough time with him to think he wouldn't break that promise. Her eyes close obediently at last.]
All right. Next?
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[Next is a kiss. To his credit though, there isn't any tongue involved. Just a nice, slow, lip-only kiss.]
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[She doesn't make a sound. She stiffens up in surprise, but is far too stunned to move, or even breathe. It's about three seconds before she can straighten, eyes the size of saucers, cheeks brilliantly pink.]
Ab...uh...w-why...
[She blinks slightly as the mistletoe flutters off, leaving her alone at last. ...Oh. That's why. She looks back at Zevran, standing there awkwardly, unsure how to react. She'd ask why he didn't tell her what was involved, but he probably knows very well how she would have reacted, and the mistletoe would still be there. So it's not as if he's wooing her. He just did what needed to be done.]
Er...
[Syllables. Consonants! Spit them out! She shifts her weight from foot to foot, finding the grass profoundly interesting while she gathers her wits.]
...Thank you.
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But of course! It was absolutely no trouble, after all.
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--Oh! I forgot, I have to...have to go feed my horse. I'll see you later!
[Escaaaaaaaaaaaape]
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