"I don't want to bed you," Zevran murmured. "You have your gentleman friend." He blinked and cocked his head to the side, confused. "Left me where? Morrigan, I did not say I want to let your mother sacrifice you, merely that I will not sacrifice others that have no part of that battle. There are gods here, I can petition them for assistance. Please, think before you fly off into a rage."