Oh, hell. Isaac doesn't know what to do with you. He's still digesting the fact that Zevran risked a shit-ton and took that blow. On one hand, there's a small part of him that wonders if that is love, if that is genuine care and consideration - whereas the more bitter side of him says it's just some sort of ploy to lower his guard and it frustrates him that he can't come up with any super solid reasoning to support that POV. He's still angry but being the one to finish off the elf allowed him to get some of that resentment out of him his system. He's telling himself not to expect much from here onwards as not to set himself for disappointment.
Also, as far as he's aware, Zevran is still the only person in the village who ever got anywhere close to knowing how he works and how to approach him. And moreover, Zev let him be and never pushed for change. That, to him, is a far greater act of kindness than what anyone has shown him, which made losing his company a bigger blow than he might ever be able to describe. And now with Hec gone... ehh, it doesn't get any easier.
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Also, as far as he's aware, Zevran is still the only person in the village who ever got anywhere close to knowing how he works and how to approach him. And moreover, Zev let him be and never pushed for change. That, to him, is a far greater act of kindness than what anyone has shown him, which made losing his company a bigger blow than he might ever be able to describe. And now with Hec gone... ehh, it doesn't get any easier.