Well...that certainly was a thing. Zevran peers back at both Bruce and Christine (more at the surrounding area, the last thing they need is to upset a Sylvan right now) and finding the forest relatively clear (probably. They blend in they are living trees among trees, it is difficult to pick them out on a good day) turns his attention back to the rest of the group- and scoots away from Shale a bit. Yes there is fondness but Shale does have their thinned patience. He would not test it.

"...we have to go back in the den?" Oh. Oh joy. Oh rapture. Oh this is everything he had hoped for and more.

No, no it isn't.

"There is no fog to turn us about anymore, is there? Because that was not fun a decade ago and I would rather not repeat the experience." Truly. And- oh. Needing a leaf from the Oak itself. He'll leave asking for it to Sina- which he attempts to prompt with a significant look in her direction.