Zevran weighs his options for a short while before gathering a bag of the candied chestnuts from one of his Kestrels and making his way over. Treats in one hand, child in the other. Perhaps Lucci being a little bear would make him less threatening to Cade.

Perhaps not. Who knows?

"Cade. You are looking well." Ish. Sort of? Alive and not completely miserable, which is a step in the right direction.