Toss him around

Zevran considered asking about the man’s mother, but it felt like too personal of a question for someone he just met, he assumed if Ruth had wanted to elaborate he would have, and it wasn’t like Zevran had said much about his mother’s death. Not that there was much to tell.

When Ruth brought up a familiar name, then Zevran grinned. My what a small world it was, how two people could happen upon each other by sheer coincidence and end up having a person in common with each other.

Ah yes, my dear Shaw. Without him dismantling House Arainai would simply not have been possible, or the continued work against the Crows. I honestly do not think I would have made it this far in life without him. He raised an eyebrow at the comment about being whatever kind of company that Zevran liked. He was torn, part of him wanted to keep flirting, but another part of him was exhausted and starving. He finally found what he was looking for in his pack and pulled out a smaller bag that was inside, that looked filled.

Ah ha, here we are. It’s not much but I have the vegetables and herbs to make a stew. No meat sadly. Then he pulled out a pot and used magic to fill it with water. Little trick I seem to have picked up ever since the veil fell. Not that Ruth had asked, but Zevran had felt like sharing. Everything had gone a bit wild after the Veil fell.