[ Astarion settles down next to Iorveth on the space previously occupied by the cats, letting their knees touch in a casual, accidental way that's entirely on purpose. Affectionate in the same way those cats probably are: he pretends to be aloof, but he'd hiss if he were moved away. His raised eyebrow turns into two raised eyebrows, skeptical. ]
You want to return to the scene of the crime?
[ After a scuffle with a Flaming Fist, and after Astarion likely made them Henrik's public enemies number one and two, should he have survived? He might not think very often, but even he knows that isn't the safest idea. ]
Can't we just lie and bring her something from here?
[ It would be stealing from a kind old lady, but he's done worse. ]
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You want to return to the scene of the crime?
[ After a scuffle with a Flaming Fist, and after Astarion likely made them Henrik's public enemies number one and two, should he have survived? He might not think very often, but even he knows that isn't the safest idea. ]
Can't we just lie and bring her something from here?
[ It would be stealing from a kind old lady, but he's done worse. ]