[ Iorveth can only hope that there are no eavesdroppers around, but then again, an entire clown was killed and dismembered in this circus without anyone raising so much as an alarm for, presumably, days. He has his doubts about how attentive anyone here is of their surroundings, let alone a bunch of guests who seem to be bickering.
So. Bluntly, without much in the way of consideration: ] We could kill him. [ Iorveth ignores how Petras boggles; the spawn might have had an opportunity to be good-looking if he had more taste or self-control, not that Iorveth cares in the least. ] But that would leave us with hundreds more of your siblings and non-siblings to get rid of. A troublesome precedent to set.
[ As if they're talking politics. Iorveth is practical as anything, arms folded and head tipped in that slightly commanding way he assumes when he's trying to decide something.
Petras, with his mouth still agape: "you realize that I'm right here." Again, Iorveth pays him little mind, and levels his focus on Astarion with the same half-deference he'd showed him back at the manor. A silent "what say you?" ]
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So. Bluntly, without much in the way of consideration: ] We could kill him. [ Iorveth ignores how Petras boggles; the spawn might have had an opportunity to be good-looking if he had more taste or self-control, not that Iorveth cares in the least. ] But that would leave us with hundreds more of your siblings and non-siblings to get rid of. A troublesome precedent to set.
[ As if they're talking politics. Iorveth is practical as anything, arms folded and head tipped in that slightly commanding way he assumes when he's trying to decide something.
Petras, with his mouth still agape: "you realize that I'm right here." Again, Iorveth pays him little mind, and levels his focus on Astarion with the same half-deference he'd showed him back at the manor. A silent "what say you?" ]