[ There'd been a time when Iorveth had been anything but permissive with him, but that feels like eons ago. Astarion closes his eyes to enjoy the hand in his hair, opening them only when Iorveth mentions their loot. Still grinning, he crouches down and removes the satchel from the now-exsanguinated corpse, opening it and peering inside. Not much in the way of coin, but it'll keep them alive, he supposes. At the bottom is a small, folded note, and he opens it to read:
Daddy,
I miss you so much and can't wait for you to come home! Come back as quick as you can so I can give you lots of hugs and kisses!
- Liliana
Hm.
Astarion can't afford to feel bad about what they've just done, so he tears up the letter and tosses it in the dirt before taking the hunting knife from his belt. Again, it's no fancy dagger, but it'll do in a pinch. ]
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Daddy,
I miss you so much and can't wait for you to come home! Come back as quick as you can so I can give you lots of hugs and kisses!
- Liliana
Hm.
Astarion can't afford to feel bad about what they've just done, so he tears up the letter and tosses it in the dirt before taking the hunting knife from his belt. Again, it's no fancy dagger, but it'll do in a pinch. ]
Mmm, I think it's human season.