[ Gods, he should tell Astarion to get a grip. None of this would have been worth anything if it ends with rope around their wrists, Iorveth would like to remind.
But, for the millionth time, this night is for Astarion. Iorveth doesn't love that look on Astarion's face, and likes the thought of having been the reason for that frown even less. So he tugs Astarion closer to him by the hand that he's holding, prepared to let go or retreat if he feels even a sliver of resistance from the other party. ]
...Then we forgo the trinkets in favor of rejoining the party, or we find a tavern to go to after we leave this place.
[ Yes, he realizes that he's proposing these things at his own expense (he can't imagine why it would please Astarion to see him be stupid drunk); still, Iorveth can deal with Astarion being haughty or bossy or even angry with him, but he hates the thought of Astarion being disappointed. Life has disappointed his beloved cat far too often for Iorveth to continue that trend into Astarion's future. ]
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But, for the millionth time, this night is for Astarion. Iorveth doesn't love that look on Astarion's face, and likes the thought of having been the reason for that frown even less. So he tugs Astarion closer to him by the hand that he's holding, prepared to let go or retreat if he feels even a sliver of resistance from the other party. ]
...Then we forgo the trinkets in favor of rejoining the party, or we find a tavern to go to after we leave this place.
[ Yes, he realizes that he's proposing these things at his own expense (he can't imagine why it would please Astarion to see him be stupid drunk); still, Iorveth can deal with Astarion being haughty or bossy or even angry with him, but he hates the thought of Astarion being disappointed. Life has disappointed his beloved cat far too often for Iorveth to continue that trend into Astarion's future. ]