"Mm, yes, with their many winding pathways and wily unmarked roads. It is quite easy to find yourself turned about, especially if one is preoccupied." Which, now, the man seems ever so slightly. Preoccupied and aware, though the second isn't quite so surprising considering Zevran knowing full well the image he presents. Slim, petite, dangerous and poised like a well-balanced stiletto. But there's no need for sharpness here.

Yet.

"Who, me?" All rounded eyes and innocence. "I compliment the worthy, of which there might be quite a few, but the worthy and interesting? Those are rare."

Needless to say, he finds this one perfectly interesting. "Though I must admit I do not know what I should find more alluring. Your face, or the marvelous contraption on your back."