"I... Oh!" She raised her hands to cover her eyes, but not in time to miss Zevran. "I just brought some things for Ser Pouncealot," she said, her voice a little higher than normal. "I didn't know you'd be naked." There wasn't any accusation in her tone, just matter-of-fact.
"He still has his vallaslin," she observed of Zevran and his many tattoos. That really had been the main feature of Zevran that caught her eye, and probably accounted for the small amount of jealousy that tugged at her. She missed her vallaslin and Zevran still had his. How unfair. Yes, that must be it.