For a moment, he tenses up; in most cases, Alejandro doesn't act as if lacking an arm bothers him, but in truth, he is a bit self-conscience about it. Though he figures if anyone here is going to understand, it's going to be Zevran. So he relaxes and nods, pressing his lips against Zevran's brow.

"Be easier if you helped anyway," he murmurs, offering a faint grin.