[ As he sees fit. In truth, Astarion still has little idea the sort of thing he actually likes to do. He enjoys spending time with Iorveth, and he enjoyed going to the opera, although it's unclear how much of that was actually attending the opera and how much was criticizing the performers in Gale's ear. The things that he thought he would like—fancy parties with important people, for example—have turned out to be... disappointing.
He's silent for a moment, thoughtful. Then: ]
Mm, not the restaurant.
[ While he would enjoy a luxurious experience, he fears it would serve as a reminder of the things that have been taken from him. Not a pleasant space in which to receive gifts. ]
There is a courtyard near here, if you can stomach listening to the bards there croon.
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He's silent for a moment, thoughtful. Then: ]
Mm, not the restaurant.
[ While he would enjoy a luxurious experience, he fears it would serve as a reminder of the things that have been taken from him. Not a pleasant space in which to receive gifts. ]
There is a courtyard near here, if you can stomach listening to the bards there croon.
[ Troubadours are an epidemic. ]