[ This is wholly inappropriate to do in public, and people are staring, so of course Astarion loves it. Iorveth threatening to kill people is even better than Iorveth pining, and he swoons a little. How did he ever get so lucky as to have such an unhinged man for his very own?

He presses their mouths together, eliciting a groan from another table and a whispered hiss that elves really have no decorum. Upon pulling away: ]

I would threaten to kill Lae'zel if she ever laid a finger on you, but—

[ It isn't difficult to figure out who the victor in the battle between a militaristic githyanki and a foppish vampire would be. Astarion has the instinct to kill, but Lae'zel probably knew ten ways to kill a man before her tenth birthday. ]

Well, it's probably for the best that she's found someone else.