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[ombranera]

Please.

[ He doesn't think twice before asking, leaning into that touch with a sight that spoke of ache. He's a social creature, is Zevran. Craves contact, craves affection and approval. When his only source is a cranky child- it makes his life difficult.

But this- for however long he might have it? he needs it. ]

Please.

[justice_is_blond]

Gladly.

[He shifts enough so that he'll be comfortable in the long term and both baby and elf are supported, then Anders is relaxing.]

Rest. I've the both of you.

[ombranera]

[ He needs no more convincing than that. Zevran curls against Anders' side- one hand slipping out to rest on his son's chest. Just to be certain. Just to know Lucci is well.

True to his word it takes nothing more than this for him to drift and fall asleep, exhaustion has long since worn him ragged. A half murmured croon of a lullaby leaves Lucci awake but calm in the face of his father's slumber. ]

[justice_is_blond]

[Parting is very hard on children, but as that hand rests on Lucci, Anders is left wondering how hard it will be on Zevran. This may be far messier than the elf suspects. For now, though, it's simple enough. Let Zevran sleep and the baby continue drooling.]