[ Another moment, to find his equilibrium. Easier now, with the assurance that Astarion is dead-but-not-really. After the lingering silence passes, Iorveth finally scrapes together enough of himself to laugh. ]
And to think, [ because it's ridiculous now, in hindsight, ] that Wyll worried for me when he caught on to my feelings for you.
[ Actually, the truth of the matter was that he probably went to Iorveth and Astarion both with his warnings ("have you thought this through???", essentially), but. You know. Iorveth rests his forehead on Astarion's shoulder, looking at the ground between their awkwardly tangled legs. ]
Lae'zel and Shadowheart are tending to chickens on their farms, while we promise to kill our enemies. [ Another laugh, this time with a bit more conviction. ] Your prospects are grim, beloved.
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And to think, [ because it's ridiculous now, in hindsight, ] that Wyll worried for me when he caught on to my feelings for you.
[ Actually, the truth of the matter was that he probably went to Iorveth and Astarion both with his warnings ("have you thought this through???", essentially), but. You know. Iorveth rests his forehead on Astarion's shoulder, looking at the ground between their awkwardly tangled legs. ]
Lae'zel and Shadowheart are tending to chickens on their farms, while we promise to kill our enemies. [ Another laugh, this time with a bit more conviction. ] Your prospects are grim, beloved.