[ A pause, as he considers whether or not to point out that Astarion wasn't permitted to have a personality under Cazador's oppressive rule. He ultimately decides that he doesn't even want to invoke that presence in their shared bed, so he sets the thought aside; instead, he presses his lips idly to Astarion's temple, humming. ]

I'm hardly the first. The others liked you far before I did.

[ An incontrovertible truth. Even Wyll the monster-hunter probably approved of Astarion far before Iorveth did, and Iorveth won't deny that.

That said: ] But I'm the first to love you for your personality, I suppose.

[ The others can fight him in the proverbial pit about this one. He won't budge an inch. ]

Did you want to be seen? Before all of this.