"You think so?" Zevran tilted his head to the side in a blatant exaggeration of his usual posturing, meant to catch the light and the eye- with his hair bound up? It revealed a longer slash of his throat and the few curls of tattoos that wound their way down to his collar. "I do find they go with just about everything, including my leathers."

Going into battle armed with flowers, however- that is Alistair's trick, not his.