[She really is going to make him feel trapped in his own room. Maker's breath, poor Zevran. But she follows him without protest, stepping inside and allowing him to lock the door.

After a belated moment where she fumbles to begin, she gestures for him to sit.]

I found out Fiona has disappeared a little less than a week ago. I was able to get some of her things before the Initiative came for them...but not much. [Notes on the defense meetings, things she would need if she was going to pick it up in her stead.] But that just leaves a few of us now from Thedas, and only you and I from our original group.

[And Zevran is the only elf from their world now, too. Her smile is sad.]

I'm sorry this is morbid talk. I wish I had something a little better to speak of.