[ What is he getting kicked for!!!!!! A retaliatory knock of his toe against Astarion's shin (immature), and Iorveth downs a good portion of his glass in one gulp.
Oof. It is strong. Nose wrinkling as he feels the alcohol burn down his throat, he posits: ] What was I to do, not notice that the woman has half her ass hanging out of her dress?
[ An exaggeration, but. You know. ]
If I wanted to be lecherous, I'd be sitting beside you. [ Another sip of his wine, as he reaches for the complimentary bowl of candied nuts sitting on their table. Again, another stupid move: the combination of wine and sugar is an express ticket to dehydration town, but he might as well speedrun his bad decisions while the night is still young. Let no one ever say that Iorveth isn't efficient. ]
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Oof. It is strong. Nose wrinkling as he feels the alcohol burn down his throat, he posits: ] What was I to do, not notice that the woman has half her ass hanging out of her dress?
[ An exaggeration, but. You know. ]
If I wanted to be lecherous, I'd be sitting beside you. [ Another sip of his wine, as he reaches for the complimentary bowl of candied nuts sitting on their table. Again, another stupid move: the combination of wine and sugar is an express ticket to dehydration town, but he might as well speedrun his bad decisions while the night is still young. Let no one ever say that Iorveth isn't efficient. ]