[ Gale brightens at the idea of entertaining, a natural-born host who'd been forced into seclusion for far too long. "Oh! There's a new performance on at the opera house, and word on the street is that the new coloratura soprano is an exquisite talent. If you would be interested in joining me, Astarion—"
Astarion rudely ignores Gale's offer, instead turning to look up at Iorveth, brow furrowed. ]
no subject
Astarion rudely ignores Gale's offer, instead turning to look up at Iorveth, brow furrowed. ]
What personal business?
[ Su business es mi business, essentially. ]