[ A pair of ugly mesh sandals for a daywalking cloak. Seems reasonable. It's not like the old woman will be able to use the cloak, anyway; the crocs are far more practical! Then again, he imagines the type of woman who collects magical trinkets is far from practical.
His mood has clearly been lifted by the removal of The Crocs from Iorveth's feet. Leaning back against a shelf of shoes, Astarion cocks his head, the corner of his mouth turned up. ]
Why don't you pick something out for me? I did it for you.
[ Not like he got anything out of it, or anything. ]
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His mood has clearly been lifted by the removal of The Crocs from Iorveth's feet. Leaning back against a shelf of shoes, Astarion cocks his head, the corner of his mouth turned up. ]
Why don't you pick something out for me? I did it for you.
[ Not like he got anything out of it, or anything. ]