[ Slightly stunned by the outburst, but not in a way that invites rage. Under the awning of a shop stall that's closed for the day, Iorveth watches Astarion bare his teeth at him (cute, despite everything) and tries to wrap his head around the idea of being bitten, which―
―is not a concern he's actively had, mostly because he experienced Cazador, who'd looked at him and called him something similar to a defective mutt that should be put down. Apparently, vampire lords are picky about who they turn into spawn. Iorveth says as much. ]
Not even Cazador wanted to bite me.
[ And Cazador needed all the souls he could get for his stupid infernal ritual. Kind of insulting, in a sense, but also the only time Iorveth will be grateful for being ugly. ]
I doubt Alkam needs a disfigured elf to grace his hallowed halls. That's the least of your worries, foolish cat.
[ He's sure the man has some standards, and that isn't a dig at Astarion; he loves Astarion very much, especially when he's being yelled at about being stupid. ]
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―is not a concern he's actively had, mostly because he experienced Cazador, who'd looked at him and called him something similar to a defective mutt that should be put down. Apparently, vampire lords are picky about who they turn into spawn. Iorveth says as much. ]
Not even Cazador wanted to bite me.
[ And Cazador needed all the souls he could get for his stupid infernal ritual. Kind of insulting, in a sense, but also the only time Iorveth will be grateful for being ugly. ]
I doubt Alkam needs a disfigured elf to grace his hallowed halls. That's the least of your worries, foolish cat.
[ He's sure the man has some standards, and that isn't a dig at Astarion; he loves Astarion very much, especially when he's being yelled at about being stupid. ]