The kiss wasn't as surprising as it ought to be- Zevran knew he made a compelling image when he held himself just so- even with the scars. No, it was not the contact that gave him a moment's pause-

It was what Michel said afterward. That he was more important.

Sentiment.

Before he could say anything to ruin the moment Michel was already moving to serve without question; part of that warmed him. The rest renamed staunchly confused. This was not how things went for him. One day, perhaps, he would become accustomed to Michel surprising him. Today was not that day.