Zev smiled, moving away toward the bedroom. He came back out a few moments later wearing only jeans and his shoes. He heard Merrill speak about his tattoos and wrapped an arm lightly around her shoulders. "They are not vallaslin, they are simply ink. It is likely why I still have them. I am sorry you lost yours, I am sure they were beautiful."
He looked at Anders, smiling. "I should take my leave of you, Anders, I am requested at Guildhall." He bowed at Merrill before moving toward the door.