"I imagine they won't be anytime soon." From what he can tell, Zevran has specifically not taught any of them how to kill. He imagines that's not the purpose of this, in any case. "But it looks like you're teachin' them well."

The mage folds his arms and leans back against the brick wall, toying with a card in his fingers. "Do let me know if you get a break, hm?"