[ If Astarion had touched him during that bloodletting, he's sure Iorveth would have had something to think about that, too. Ugh, he had found Iorveth so annoying back then. He's still annoying now, but annoying (affectionate). All of those little quirks that were so irritating have somehow had their edges sanded down and become endearing.

He shifts onto his side, reaching out to pull Iorveth back in, fingers curled over the angle of his hipbone, tattoo winding underneath his hand. ]

Oh, I can think of some new and exciting ways for us to communicate.

[ Communicating with Iorveth through touch is one thing, but honestly, an entire culture that has normalized communication by touch sounds awful. If any of those elves try to braid his hair, he can't be held responsible for what he does.

A pause, before he adds, ] I do enjoy your touch. More than I ever thought possible.