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[She didn't like the sound of 'he fled and skipped the next meeting', and gave Zevran a sharp look to indicate that, but after he finished she nodded.]

... Very well. We shall speak with him, together. I see no reason that this should have to go beyond us. If I am satisfied that the penance is more effective than the observation, I shall relieve his current Tranquil companion of his duties.

But. [She looked up at Zevran, and her eyes were as hard as his had been.] If he has another incident, if he hurts someone while he was supposed to be under my care, I will take the public blame, but I will hold you personally responsible. I will not have him be executed for my mistake. I will expect you to give me another option. Do you understand?

It is not an easy thing to learn about oneself- especially with how such things are handled in the South.

[ Poorly. And then there is Cade's unique background to take into account and- Zevran cannot begrudge the man for being skittish. ]

Should this go the way I think I might- if we are able to impress upon him the weight and use of this method over the constant observation? I feel that he will be better able to recover rather than react. I have seen things like this before; the Crows have a way of handling such people- that is not what I intend to do.

[She watched him for a long moment, then drew in a breath from her nose and nodded - reaching for the now cold tea to take a sip.]

Very well. I will arrange it so that we can speak to him later. Privately. He has been... unwell. As many of us have been.

The Fade Fever has been going about, yes.

[ He leans back against the window, arms crossed. ]

He has been tense the past few times I've seen him at a distance. The sooner we see this sorted, the better.

[Nerva nodded with a sigh.] Yes, I agree. Very well, as soon as I am able to arrange it, I will inform you.

[She took another sip of the tea before setting the mug down and picking back up the comb. She ran it through her hair, catching on a tangle and then making a face before holding out the comb for Zevran.]

While you're here.

Good. I do not know how he would feel being approached by me on his own. He seemed quite shaken.

[ It is no easy thing, what they discussed, what they did. Zevran is not often one for hope but perhaps in this? His skills might find use. ]

Oh? You are trusting me with your hair now? [ He takes the comb all the same, drawing his fingers gently through her hair. ]

[She turns to face the little mirror, obviously well used and probably scavenged, with a sombre expression.]

He is always shaken. But in this case - he and I have an understanding about it, already. I believe he will allow me to speak to him about it. Whether or not he will reply, let alone agree to it, is impossible to say.

And there is nothing you can do to it, that it won't recover from, given time.

What it needs is a trim and a proper conditioning. Next time you go to the hotsprings to bathe stop by my room first- I've some warmed oil you can comb through that will take care of it for you.

[ He works at the ends carefully, tugging the snagged tangle loose with slow strokes of the comb. ]

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