[ For all that Astarion groused about Iorveth's wandering eye, he doesn't even attempt not to get an eyeful of Hyacinth's ample cleavage as his gaze wanders up her body. Rules for thee, not for me. He interlaces his fingers atop the table, staring at her with a quirked brow. ]
Aren't you a little snoop?
[ His tone is a little irritated, perhaps even a bit paranoid. Did she overhear anything that might suggest he's a vampire with an illithid parasite in his head? He hopes not. If there's any luck left for either of them, she only thinks he's unreasonably horny and nothing else.
Still, the suggestion is convenient. Timely. He'd certainly prefer not to walk the streets looking for a bathhouse when he'd rather see Iorveth naked now. He clears his throat, bumping Iorveth with his shoulder. ]
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Aren't you a little snoop?
[ His tone is a little irritated, perhaps even a bit paranoid. Did she overhear anything that might suggest he's a vampire with an illithid parasite in his head? He hopes not. If there's any luck left for either of them, she only thinks he's unreasonably horny and nothing else.
Still, the suggestion is convenient. Timely. He'd certainly prefer not to walk the streets looking for a bathhouse when he'd rather see Iorveth naked now. He clears his throat, bumping Iorveth with his shoulder. ]
Pay the woman, darling.