Morrigan would never admit it, but she was scared. And even though he refused to do what she asked, Zevran was trying to be there for her, for some reason. It would be a stretch to say that she appreciated his meager attempts at comfort, but there was so much going on. Between Flemeth's return and Morrigan's thinking on the complicated relationship with the last Zevran--none of which this one remembered.. All of it had apparently stripped Morrigan of her senses.
Morrigan continued the kiss, pressing closer to him and slinking her arms around his shoulders and neck.
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