[ He cracks a smile at that, leaning against the wall and looking askance in a way meant to appear nonchalant. ]
A word certainly wouldn't hurt.
[ He doesn't need it, exactly; Astarion knows that he's good-looking, even with the obvious flaws of undereye circles and a deathly pallor. It still feels good to hear Iorveth say it, anyway. His ideal day would be spent lounging around doing nothing while Iorveth listed off all of the reasons that he's clever and charming and handsome.
A sigh, then: ] But I suppose it can wait until we're surrounded by riches.
[ Gaze flicking back to Iorveth's face, he extends a hand like a highborn debutante waiting for a gentleman to take it. ]
Keep your eyes peeled. I'm in the market for a pretty new dagger.
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A word certainly wouldn't hurt.
[ He doesn't need it, exactly; Astarion knows that he's good-looking, even with the obvious flaws of undereye circles and a deathly pallor. It still feels good to hear Iorveth say it, anyway. His ideal day would be spent lounging around doing nothing while Iorveth listed off all of the reasons that he's clever and charming and handsome.
A sigh, then: ] But I suppose it can wait until we're surrounded by riches.
[ Gaze flicking back to Iorveth's face, he extends a hand like a highborn debutante waiting for a gentleman to take it. ]
Keep your eyes peeled. I'm in the market for a pretty new dagger.