[ Something Iorveth notes: Astarion is good at making demands, but not so good at making requests. Iorveth watches him flounder, endearingly graceless, and takes one step away to lean against the nearest bookshelf (bolted to the wall) with his arms folded across his chest. ]
It's your request to make.
[ Unhelpful!!! For once, Iorveth doesn't throw Astarion a bone, preferring that Astarion come out and say what he needs himself.
Meanwhile, Gale sets his book aside and fixes his attention on Astarion, looking skeptical.
"Well. If it's coin you need, I'll be happy to loan you some on the condition that you don't use it to bribe anybody."
An uncharitable guess, but not an unreasonable one. Iorveth rolls his eye. ]
no subject
It's your request to make.
[ Unhelpful!!! For once, Iorveth doesn't throw Astarion a bone, preferring that Astarion come out and say what he needs himself.
Meanwhile, Gale sets his book aside and fixes his attention on Astarion, looking skeptical.
"Well. If it's coin you need, I'll be happy to loan you some on the condition that you don't use it to bribe anybody."
An uncharitable guess, but not an unreasonable one. Iorveth rolls his eye. ]