[ Astarion turns pink, embarrassed. How dare Iorveth remind him of the things he said when he was horny — he can't be held responsible for those. He'd happened to feel very obliging in that moment.
Still, he did say he wanted to speak Aen Seidhe (or the Elder speech, as Iorveth so pretentiously called it). He has to start somewhere, even if starting something new sounds unpleasant and scary. Being bad at something wasn't treated with gentleness and patience in the Szarr household; it was grounds for mockery, derision, and scorn. Usually, Astarion would just rather not try than do poorly.
But he does want to learn the dialect, both for practical and sentimental reasons. He doesn't want to use Iorveth as a translator for the rest of his eternal life, and he also wants to know something that seems important to Iorveth.
So, he repeats the phrase. Technically, there's nothing wrong with it. It's nowhere near his usual butchering of 'I like you', perfectly understandable, but— his accent is absolutely atrocious. ]
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Still, he did say he wanted to speak Aen Seidhe (or the Elder speech, as Iorveth so pretentiously called it). He has to start somewhere, even if starting something new sounds unpleasant and scary. Being bad at something wasn't treated with gentleness and patience in the Szarr household; it was grounds for mockery, derision, and scorn. Usually, Astarion would just rather not try than do poorly.
But he does want to learn the dialect, both for practical and sentimental reasons. He doesn't want to use Iorveth as a translator for the rest of his eternal life, and he also wants to know something that seems important to Iorveth.
So, he repeats the phrase. Technically, there's nothing wrong with it. It's nowhere near his usual butchering of 'I like you', perfectly understandable, but— his accent is absolutely atrocious. ]