"Zevran." The name meant absolutely nothing to her, but she repeated it, with a heavy tone, as if memorizing it. The same way she was memorizing his face.

"Should I care what name I make for myself with anyone?" She asked, her voice firm despite the very real danger she was in, and which she was currently assessing as quickly as possible. At least the adrenaline meant she was very, very awake.

"Is this about Beleth?"