[ Astarion scoffs, sitting back in his seat and crossing his arms. A challenge! As if he actually wants for Iorveth to treat him poorly and complain. Well, maybe he wants him to complain a little bit. It's endearing when Iorveth is scornful. He makes this wonderful little scowl, with this furrow between his brows. Charming. ]
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A challenge?
[ Another tap of his foot against Iorveth's-- ]
Surely you don't find it a challenge to complain.