Said frame jumped when he heard that voice, familiar and always with a soft tease in it. He rounded, prepared for combat and looked a little uneasy to see Zevran standing before him. Not that he wasn't trusted enough to travel with them, and not that he hadn't stuck by them through thick and thin...

But this had to be the Fade. And if he was going to relax, Zev would need to prove himself.

"Lampposts. Tell me what happens to them."

And he's dead serious, brows knitted together in a mixture of hope and suspicion. They were both in their smallclothes, so at least they were on equal footing. So to speak.