"Zevran," Nida said, leaning in just a bit, angling his head as if he was going to make some kind of move. Holding there for just a moment. "You just told me how you assassinated a Contessa. I don't think the waifish look is going to work. I wasn't the one drinking."

But Nida will reward him with a warm smile because his smiles are either warm or cold and a cold one isn't appropriate here. The man was definitely entertaining. He does reach out to push Zevran's cup back toward him.