[ 'How is that fucking helpful?' runs through his mind, but because he loves Iorveth and doesn't want to ruin his afterglow more than he probably already has, he doesn't snap at him. Astarion tells himself that Iorveth is trying to help in his own way; leave it to him, though, to focus on the worst case scenario.

Then again, it's not like Astarion hasn't been considering the worst case scenario himself. There's plenty of things that could go wrong: failing to kill Alkam and being banished to the darkness forever is a big one. Being horribly maimed is always an option. Hells, there's the possibility of not even being able to make it to Alkam to begin with. If he's stuck up in some residence, Astarion won't be able to enter without being invited, and gods, wouldn't that be a horrible way to fail?

There's only one true worst case scenario, though. He turns his head to look at Iorveth, frowning. ]

You've already dismissed my worst possible outcome out of hand.

[ Well, all right. He's a little snippy, but only because it's deeply unpleasant to think of. ]

There's really no point in discussing it if you're so determined to stick by my side no matter the consequences.