[ Loredo smiles at the response, incongruous with the additional yanking of Astarion's hair, the low hiss of his voice between his bared teeth.
"If that's the case, it wouldn't matter to him one way or the other if we hung your corpse from my balcony. Would it?"
Calling Astarion out on the potential bluff, and demonstrating the lack of regard he has for elven lives in general. It's evident by the lack of anything resembling warmth or understanding in his eyes that he doesn't see Astarion as anything but a means to an end; certainly not a sentient being deserving of dignity or respect.
"If he's not going to come collect, we might as well take out the trash right now." ]
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"If that's the case, it wouldn't matter to him one way or the other if we hung your corpse from my balcony. Would it?"
Calling Astarion out on the potential bluff, and demonstrating the lack of regard he has for elven lives in general. It's evident by the lack of anything resembling warmth or understanding in his eyes that he doesn't see Astarion as anything but a means to an end; certainly not a sentient being deserving of dignity or respect.
"If he's not going to come collect, we might as well take out the trash right now." ]