"I am sorry to hear that you were ill," he murmured, taking his hand and squeezing it gently. "I could find you some elfroot. It has some, ah, healing properties, they say." He chuckled softly.
He tossed his hair back and smirked. "Ah, well. When I heard that so many people were deprived of companionship I thought it only right to offer my services. No one should be alone when there is Zevran."