[ Iorveth is still lounging, craning up to nose along Astarion's earlobe and plant a lazy kiss along his jaw. Very unperturbed by the topic of vampires. ]
I've no qualms about killing anything that may harm you.
[ Matter-of-factly. Gale shoots Iorveth a look that's roughly the equivalent of "hello????? can you please chill for one second????", and finds himself summarily dismissed by a hiked chin and a huff. "Did I stutter?", essentially.
What does make Iorveth sit up a little straighter is Gale's follow-up, which is delivered with all the contriteness of a man who really doesn't want to bring this up:
"Be that as it may, there is something notable about this particular vampire. He... seems to have had prior correspondences with a certain someone."
Mealy-mouthed. Iorveth frowns, tension returning to broad shoulders. Gale, sensing the temperature drop in the room, raises his free hand and waves it in the universal sign for surrender.
"Merely an unfortunate coincidence! But still. This vampire, Mrel Alkam, had sent letters to the Szarr Palace in the past." ]
no subject
I've no qualms about killing anything that may harm you.
[ Matter-of-factly. Gale shoots Iorveth a look that's roughly the equivalent of "hello????? can you please chill for one second????", and finds himself summarily dismissed by a hiked chin and a huff. "Did I stutter?", essentially.
What does make Iorveth sit up a little straighter is Gale's follow-up, which is delivered with all the contriteness of a man who really doesn't want to bring this up:
"Be that as it may, there is something notable about this particular vampire. He... seems to have had prior correspondences with a certain someone."
Mealy-mouthed. Iorveth frowns, tension returning to broad shoulders. Gale, sensing the temperature drop in the room, raises his free hand and waves it in the universal sign for surrender.
"Merely an unfortunate coincidence! But still. This vampire, Mrel Alkam, had sent letters to the Szarr Palace in the past." ]