[ Not even an hour after Iorveth said he'd keep the coin so that Astarion doesn't spend it all, he gives Astarion money to spend. Good; he'd be annoyed if Iorveth were stingy with it. He breaks into a grin, pleased at the offering as much as he's pleased at being rewarded for doing the bare minimum. ]

Carousing isn't quite the word, but--

[ He's less interested in hedonism than he might imply. Sure, he could supply the tavern with drinks and have a wild, unrestrained night, but somehow, debauchery is far less appealing than curling up in front of the steadily burning fireplace in the corner. ]

I do expect I can return home with twice as much coin as this, if I play my cards right.

[ Literally. ]

Don't be gone too long. Too much talk of politics turns the stomach.

[ Or maybe that's only if you're Astarion, who cares nothing for politics that don't involve him. ]