[ 'Rest easy' and a little cuddling doesn't make him any less wary, but it does make him want to express it less, at any rate. He worms an arm around Iorveth, pulling him closer, snug against Astarion's body like a pouting child hugging a teddy bear. ]

Ugh. Careful, or you'll repel me, too.

[ But he supposes he'd rather Iorveth repel every vampire than no vampire at all. A little bit of unpleasantness is a small price to pay for his safety. ]

A few stakes in your possession wouldn't be a bad idea.

[ Unlikely to be sold, but it can't be too hard to find a few pieces of sturdy wood to sharpen. Although, ugh, he does hate the idea of doing that sort of labor. There'll be wood shavings everywhere. ]

I'd carry some myself, but, ah, I'd hate to have it used against me.