[ It's all so dazzlingly mundane, this. Amidst the chaos of their current circumstances (the tadpole, the cultists, the constant threats of murder around every corner), this strange thing that they've managed to carve out despite it all feels―
―important? Enormous. A lot, which is always the running theme. Iorveth settles in warm water (Jessamine wasn't lying about it being blessed) and turns to show Astarion his back without caution or hesitation. The only person in the world that Iorveth doesn't have a kneejerk sense of wariness about allowing into his blind side. ]
Again: my opinion is that you're more noble than you know.
[ As he tilts back, giving Astarion access to whatever he pleases. ]
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―important? Enormous. A lot, which is always the running theme. Iorveth settles in warm water (Jessamine wasn't lying about it being blessed) and turns to show Astarion his back without caution or hesitation. The only person in the world that Iorveth doesn't have a kneejerk sense of wariness about allowing into his blind side. ]
Again: my opinion is that you're more noble than you know.
[ As he tilts back, giving Astarion access to whatever he pleases. ]
I'll not let anyone else know.