Well. [ As he watches the two women leave: ] That sorted itself out.
[ Alone time for the both of them! Very ideal. He doesn't seem to mind the fact that it took him being incredibly rude about everything for this to pan out the way it did― again, Toril's meanest elf is only nice to Astarion. It's demonstrated by the subtle shift in demeanor once the door closes and they're left to use the spacious room as they please, Iorveth's austere features softening by virtue of familiarity and trust.
Stretching his limbs, he slips towards Wyll's section of the space and fishes out a mostly-full bottle of Baldur's Grape from his things; after a moment of consideration, he also plucks a few books from the warlock's admirable collection and heads back with the lot in tow. ]
Come, [ he beckons, moving to his bed to make a nice little nest with his pilfered items. ] You'll have your debauchery.
[ Cuddling and drinking and reading. Positively sinful. ]
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[ Alone time for the both of them! Very ideal. He doesn't seem to mind the fact that it took him being incredibly rude about everything for this to pan out the way it did― again, Toril's meanest elf is only nice to Astarion. It's demonstrated by the subtle shift in demeanor once the door closes and they're left to use the spacious room as they please, Iorveth's austere features softening by virtue of familiarity and trust.
Stretching his limbs, he slips towards Wyll's section of the space and fishes out a mostly-full bottle of Baldur's Grape from his things; after a moment of consideration, he also plucks a few books from the warlock's admirable collection and heads back with the lot in tow. ]
Come, [ he beckons, moving to his bed to make a nice little nest with his pilfered items. ] You'll have your debauchery.
[ Cuddling and drinking and reading. Positively sinful. ]