"-mmm." With the thrill of unknotting muscles dancing up and down his spine, the warm gesture was just one more point of bright, welcome sensation, one more thing to lean into with a willing hum of appreciation. Blindly, he lifted his hand to sink his fingers in Zevran's hair, short hails working lightly against his scalp. "Ha, variation on a popular game. Eugene used to torment everyone dreaming up foods and drinks we couldn't possibly make any time soon."