[ Bursting into the empty kitchen, Iorveth beelines for the side door leading out into the strip of grassy yard separating the mansion from the river. The air outside is just as muggy as the air inside, smoke from the mansion joining with the smoke from the docks, but at least they're in less immediate danger of death by fire.
Unfortunately, they may now be in some imminent danger of drowning if Astarion can't swim, which is what Iorveth is taking away from the "don't tell me you swam here". He stops, clothes still dripping and hair a mess, turning towards Astarion with unmistakable questioning in his single eye. ]
－A vampire limitation? [ He thinks he remembers something about running water being unpleasant to them, or something of the sort. Fuck. ] Is it impossible for you to even cross the river?
[ If they get to the forest on the other side, the rest of their escape will be relatively easier. Iorveth reaches to take Astarion's hand, tangling fingers and squeezing lightly. ]
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Unfortunately, they may now be in some imminent danger of drowning if Astarion can't swim, which is what Iorveth is taking away from the "don't tell me you swam here". He stops, clothes still dripping and hair a mess, turning towards Astarion with unmistakable questioning in his single eye. ]
－A vampire limitation? [ He thinks he remembers something about running water being unpleasant to them, or something of the sort. Fuck. ] Is it impossible for you to even cross the river?
[ If they get to the forest on the other side, the rest of their escape will be relatively easier. Iorveth reaches to take Astarion's hand, tangling fingers and squeezing lightly. ]