[ Hard for Iorveth to say anything about ransacking, as he encouraged Astarion and later Ciaran to pick at Henselt's riches for their gain. The thing is, he agrees with Astarion on this, that they are entitled to retrieve what they can from their tormentors; he also remembers, however, how shattered Astarion'd been after both of their visits to the Szarr Palace, and how strongly he'd felt about getting Astarion the hells out of there.

Attempting to smooth the furrow between Astarion's brows with a thumb: ] We've still the chance to torch the place before others can profit further.

[ It'd earn them less coin, but it may be a bit more satisfying than the alternative. ]

...Come. We'll see what they've stolen from you. [ A gentle tug, head jerking towards the guarded displays scattered around the ballroom. He imagines that there's a separate room where the majority of the wares are being held, but the few trophy items are sure to be a good enough distraction for now. ] I'll even go so far as to fetch you a drink.

[ Very magnanimous of him. ]