[ He snorts over the rim of his wineglass: ] Admit it, Astarion. I wasn't your first choice either.
[ Trying to extend his memory back to early days, where Lae'zel and Shadowheart were still actively trying to kill each other, when Karlach was still too hot to touch, when Wyll was still getting used to his new infernal transformation, and when Gale was still stuffing shoes into chest. By process of elimination, a terrorist with a bad attitude was perhaps Astarion's safest bet.
That's fine. Iorveth doesn't intend to be another Cazador in Astarion's life, another monolith that demands absolutes from him. There's still so much of the world that Astarion hasn't seen, and ample opportunity for him to gather more perspective and decide that Iorveth isn't actually what he wants for his foreseeable future.
Gods, he should drink more water. Iorveth leans back in his seat and tips his chin up, finding a spot on the ceiling to focus on. ]
I prefer it that way. That you chose to see me, despite not initially having wanted to.
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[ Trying to extend his memory back to early days, where Lae'zel and Shadowheart were still actively trying to kill each other, when Karlach was still too hot to touch, when Wyll was still getting used to his new infernal transformation, and when Gale was still stuffing shoes into chest. By process of elimination, a terrorist with a bad attitude was perhaps Astarion's safest bet.
That's fine. Iorveth doesn't intend to be another Cazador in Astarion's life, another monolith that demands absolutes from him. There's still so much of the world that Astarion hasn't seen, and ample opportunity for him to gather more perspective and decide that Iorveth isn't actually what he wants for his foreseeable future.
Gods, he should drink more water. Iorveth leans back in his seat and tips his chin up, finding a spot on the ceiling to focus on. ]
I prefer it that way. That you chose to see me, despite not initially having wanted to.