"Ah. That old chestnut."

Hey, are we being flippant about death and disaster? Let's. Though he does look mildly sympathetic for a moment before reaching out, clapping a hand to Zevran's shoulder. "Survival's a good thing, believe it or not. Nothing interesting happens after you're dead. Well. Nothing you'll necessarily care about. Anyone who gets their hands on that handsome body afterwords, ehhhhh."

Here his hand waggled indecisively.