[Considering the epithets Zevran's had flung at him before, an implied weird is pretty mild.]

Ah. Well, I assure you that I prefer my partners to enjoy their experience, and while I do enjoy fine leather I do not think human flesh is best suited to it, no?

[As for the killing people part of it, Zevran prefers the artistry of a clean and well-remunerated kill... but doesn't feel inclined to chat about this on an open network.]

Regardless, you need not fear these Reavers if you leave the great ship. The town awaits you, ser, with plentiful bars and companionship that's delightfully free of diseases.