[ 'I did what I had to.' Yes, Astarion understands what that feels like. It's been his mantra for the past two centuries. A young, promising woman lured to her doom? I did what I had to. One of his siblings, begging for mercy as he tortured them on Cazador's orders? I did what I had to. Every lie he's ever told? I did what I had to. ]
Crazy for you, perhaps, [ he lilts with an impish grin, nudging their noses together in a way he'd vehemently deny doing if pressed.
Then, with a sigh, he pushes Iorveth forward. It's a little forceful, but not unfriendly. Like a rambunctious puppy roughhousing with its favorite companion. ]
Go on, before you convince me to push you against a tree and have my way with you.
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Crazy for you, perhaps, [ he lilts with an impish grin, nudging their noses together in a way he'd vehemently deny doing if pressed.
Then, with a sigh, he pushes Iorveth forward. It's a little forceful, but not unfriendly. Like a rambunctious puppy roughhousing with its favorite companion. ]
Go on, before you convince me to push you against a tree and have my way with you.