[ No!!! Astarion flops back down onto the mattress with a melodramatic sigh, looking every bit the child throwing a tantrum. He'd not thought of the fact that Henrik could ruin his soiree fantasy before it even started. How will he ever see Iorveth dancing in fancy clothing and sipping expensive wine now? ]

—Perhaps I can still finish the job before he has the chance to recount my appearance.

[ How quickly Astarion goes to murder again when something he wants is at stake. His gaze flicks to Iorveth, questioning. ]

He was bleeding rather extensively. [ Said with a hint of pride. Astarion stabbed him real good. ] If he's still alive, he could still be recovering.