Ah— [ He holds up a finger correctively. ] I always look pretty.
[ No elbow-clingers required. Still, Iorveth is right: their companions were all ridiculously attractive. Despite that, not a single one of their pretty faces stirred him nearly as much as the sight of Iorveth killing a man, and not even in the realm of as much as Iorveth's hand brushing against his. Strange how that works. Astarion thinks Iorveth is wonderful-looking, but he finds he wouldn't particularly care if he didn't. Iorveth could be a hideous beast, and he fears he'd still swoon for him. ]
But you're right. We did make a good-looking group. Their charms were wasted on me, though.
[ Except superficially. He did very much enjoy being surrounded by beautiful people. ]
After all, I was instantly [ —ha— ] smitten with this rugged wood elf freedom fighter.
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[ No elbow-clingers required. Still, Iorveth is right: their companions were all ridiculously attractive. Despite that, not a single one of their pretty faces stirred him nearly as much as the sight of Iorveth killing a man, and not even in the realm of as much as Iorveth's hand brushing against his. Strange how that works. Astarion thinks Iorveth is wonderful-looking, but he finds he wouldn't particularly care if he didn't. Iorveth could be a hideous beast, and he fears he'd still swoon for him. ]
But you're right. We did make a good-looking group. Their charms were wasted on me, though.
[ Except superficially. He did very much enjoy being surrounded by beautiful people. ]
After all, I was instantly [ —ha— ] smitten with this rugged wood elf freedom fighter.