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ɪᴏʀᴠᴇᴛʜ. ([personal profile] essea) wrote 2024-12-25 04:27 am (UTC)

[ Oh.

Oh. Iorveth feels Astarion slink away, every bit like a cat that's grown tired of being held, and looks.

Stunned? Taken aback. A little annoyed. One hand twitches, slides over the table.
]

...You're fishing.

[ "You want me to tell you to stay close." Iorveth has a feeling that he knows what this is about, and that he's playing right into Astarion's hand, but still.

His fingers drum over lacquered wood again, impatient.
] Astarion.

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