[ Astarion isn't in a good mood, exactly, but the time alone seems to have done him some good. It's hard to feel quite as stressed once you've done some guttural screaming into a pillow. He only hopes that it didn't disturb Tara. ]

Sweet of you.

[ It is. He likes the way that Iorveth thinks of him even when they're apart. It makes him feel all warm inside, pleased at the way Iorveth fits him into his life in even the most minuscule of ways.

It's his morning, technically, but he pours himself a glass anyhow. If there's any justification for day-drinking, it's the specter of his old master being conjured. ]

—We'll need to stock up on supplies for our adventure tonight.

[ 'Adventure'. Probably more of a misadventure, but— ]

I suppose it could be fun. I hear Athkatla is quite scandalous.