[ Speaking of smooth-brained (affectionate). A visible roll of his eye, and Iorveth walks them backwards to the foot of their curiously clean and well-made bed (magic?), sitting on the edge of the mattress with Astarion in tow. ]
Dirty. Passing along mental images of holding hands and me calling you my love in public, I expect.
[ A very rude callout on Iorveth's part: "you're not actually depraved, you just like to pretend you are." Iorveth, the worst elf in the world, loves Astarion more than anything, but also has holds very little belief in the notion of Astarion being a freaky little gremlin like himself. ]
Perhaps even passing along the scandalous desire to cuddle on a couch. Very deviant.
[ So Iorveth says, as if he wouldn't have peaced out mid-mission if Astarion had sincerely beamed him a desire to cuddle. A clown. ]
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Dirty. Passing along mental images of holding hands and me calling you my love in public, I expect.
[ A very rude callout on Iorveth's part: "you're not actually depraved, you just like to pretend you are." Iorveth, the worst elf in the world, loves Astarion more than anything, but also has holds very little belief in the notion of Astarion being a freaky little gremlin like himself. ]
Perhaps even passing along the scandalous desire to cuddle on a couch. Very deviant.
[ So Iorveth says, as if he wouldn't have peaced out mid-mission if Astarion had sincerely beamed him a desire to cuddle. A clown. ]