[ Good. Astarion wants Iorveth to live — a long, long time, maybe forever. He thinks, a little bitterly, that if he'd sacrificed all of those spawn, at least he'd be able to turn Iorveth. He'd really hate Astarion then, though, so he supposes the outcome would be the same.
He soaps up Iorveth's arm, all the way down to his hand and his fingers. ]
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He soaps up Iorveth's arm, all the way down to his hand and his fingers. ]
'Quiet' may be asking quite a lot from me.
[ Professional yapper, etc. ]