[ Is this a thing one is thanked for? It does not matter, he is thanked none the less and all the warmer for it. As much as he'd thought held already melted against Taas, he melts further still, settling against him as though this is where he belongs. ]
No, thank you. For- being patient. For being kind. For saving me.
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[Taas smiles again, putting his hand over Zevran's.]
Thank you.
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[ He is not certain if that is allowed, here, but...he finds he wants to. ]
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Of course!
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[ It sounds right- but he says it slow, shaping the word carefully so Taas could see him speak it. ]
I like the way it feels, saying that.
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[He can't hear it, but he can almost feel it. It's comforting. Soothing.
Happy.]
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My heart.
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[It's sweet, and so is the softening of the big warriors face as he repeats it. Leaning down, he goes for another kiss.
It all feels really great. He's not sure if he's ever felt this great. Maybe with Yshae, but in a less heated way.]
Thank you.
[Taas says again, but it's for so much more than the golden armband.]
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[ Is this a thing one is thanked for? It does not matter, he is thanked none the less and all the warmer for it. As much as he'd thought held already melted against Taas, he melts further still, settling against him as though this is where he belongs. ]
No, thank you. For- being patient. For being kind. For saving me.