[Her smile is lopsided for a moment and she chuckles. What other Antivan could there be for her? And, more importantly, who else would she rather other than him?]

I won't be doing that. This I swear.

[It is a little strange to see Zevran so out of his element, the man who spoke of passion so often back in Ferelden. But he had meant physical, not this, and so it's no surprise. Elissa is hardly confident at the moment either and she does not begrudge his tentativeness.

Her hands tighten on his and she nods. Her mouth opens and closes once in turn, uncertainty filtering into her expression. But it's not what he's said that leaves her hesitant but what she wishes to say.

At length, she nods again, voice softer:]

I don't need the sex, Zevran. I just...want you and whatever you want to give. That's enough for me.

[There, it's been said. She can't take it back now. Her fingers tighten once more on his hands at the thought, at the idea that he might back out, but she refuses to give any ground.

She swallows and releases a soft breath, unaware until then how hard her heart is beating in her chest.]

I'd still like to stay with you tonight.