Although he has less than favorable opinions about Alistair, he already has a feeling about how much he means to Zevran -- so that's not a topic for debate, ever. If Alistair makes Zevran happy, what the hell is Alejandro going to say about it?
Absolutely nothing. Especially if Zevran was willing to lose his eye for him.
Gently, he touches the assassin's chin. "Hey, lemme look at you."
For a moment, Alejandro says nothing. He doesn't actually need to see to know, but he gives a faint grin down to the elf.
"Not a bad fit." Zevran's always been vain, always confident in his appearances. Hiding the wounds doesn't really make one weak; it just means you've accepted what you are.
That's how Alejandro looks at it, anyway.
"You look good. Like you always did. Pretty fuckin' sure everyone would say the same." He lets go.
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Absolutely nothing. Especially if Zevran was willing to lose his eye for him.
Gently, he touches the assassin's chin. "Hey, lemme look at you."
For a moment, Alejandro says nothing. He doesn't actually need to see to know, but he gives a faint grin down to the elf.
"Not a bad fit." Zevran's always been vain, always confident in his appearances. Hiding the wounds doesn't really make one weak; it just means you've accepted what you are.
That's how Alejandro looks at it, anyway.
"You look good. Like you always did. Pretty fuckin' sure everyone would say the same." He lets go.
Whatever he wanted, Alejandro seems satisfied.