[There weren't words to describe how very frustrating it was to hear that come out of Zevran, to have his disabilities so plainly and bluntly stated. Initially he'd opened his mouth to respond but knew there was little arguing to be done about that.]

Well. I guess I'll just sit with the healers and make sure I don't become a casualty. Or a burden, or both. You run off bravely and head into battle~ I'll be here for moral support.

[Eugene would find another way. He was getting pretty sick of being left behind on account of being unable to walk]

But I do mean it when I say I'm a pretty good shot.