[ The audacity of Lae'zel and Shadowheart being offended when they've participated in cockblocking him countless times. He arches his brow in a way that clearly conveys "am I meant to be surprised, or," which doesn't go over well with their already-annoyed party leader; she gives him a look that might have been able to wilt grass if not for the flush still lingering on her face. ]
We'll leave if you want to fuck, [ he suggests blithely. Shadowheart, despite herself, barks a laugh, but also throws the nearest armchair pillow at his head.
She's no markswoman. It bounces harmlessly off of Iorveth's chest.
"Gods, you two are the absolute worst," she quips as she fixes her shirt, casting her attention on Astarion and his bruised face; quite obviously, she doesn't have it in herself to be surprised by the state that these two elves come back to home base in anymore. "We really should start revoking certain privileges for them, Lae'zel."
Eyes still narrowed and ears still coral, Lae'zel hisses: "my thoughts exactly. I heard that they traumatized the wizard with their antics― perhaps they don't deserve to share a bed." ]
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We'll leave if you want to fuck, [ he suggests blithely. Shadowheart, despite herself, barks a laugh, but also throws the nearest armchair pillow at his head.
She's no markswoman. It bounces harmlessly off of Iorveth's chest.
"Gods, you two are the absolute worst," she quips as she fixes her shirt, casting her attention on Astarion and his bruised face; quite obviously, she doesn't have it in herself to be surprised by the state that these two elves come back to home base in anymore. "We really should start revoking certain privileges for them, Lae'zel."
Eyes still narrowed and ears still coral, Lae'zel hisses: "my thoughts exactly. I heard that they traumatized the wizard with their antics― perhaps they don't deserve to share a bed." ]