"I have found myself swarmed by their attentions more often as of late." Lucci giggles, patting at Bull's hand without a care in the world. Zevran continues to stir the pot, checking the lentils for proper plumping. "Something about the curls, I imagine. Or the laughter. And of course I find myself in possession of the best means to meet women when I myself no longer truly wish to find one."
Being content with what he has is...new. And deeply pleasing.
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Being content with what he has is...new. And deeply pleasing.