[After a moment's contemplation, Zevran shrugs. It mattered not if he went without for one morning. He will just have to take his coffee by itself once he's done here. Perhaps he'll try that caramel beverage.]

Perhaps with another set of hands and eyes here to assist you could manage and if not? I'll not hold it against you. One does not go to a fish monger and expect them to sew a dress. A huntress does not always need to know how to bake.