Zevran came running when he heard a yelp sound from the kitchen. He was armed with his ever-present daggers, and covered in a faint post-sex sweat sheen.
Blinking when he saw Merrill and not an intruder or darkspawn, he lowered his blades. "Hello, Merrill! Let me take your bag." He set his weapons down on the counter, taking the bag from her and smiling.