[She meets his gaze briefly and she shifts, expression uncertain. At last, she huffs out something that could be a laugh, one hand dropping from his face to his shoulder. She squeezes, a small smile attempting to make its way onto her face.]

Seems like you are a lot better at this than I am.

[She believes Zevran...but he's wrong. What she's done is enough to bring the whole world to its knees. However, this isn't the time to discuss it.]

I'd rather have any time with you that I can, you're right. I just...didn't know if it was right or if it was something you wanted.