Well, Zevran isn't wrong. For the appearance he gives of being a smug, self-centered man -- which, he freely admits to being -- his motives are clear. To take from the proud, the rich, the prideful, and the cruel, to take theirs into his own. Eventually, he just smiles a little, the expression more sincere instead of his typical smirk.

He bumps his forehead against the other elf's temple, gently.

"Then I can't really complain. I've had to live a little more honestly since joining the Inquisition, but I like what I did."