[ It would probably be safer and saner for Astarion to find someone who isn't constantly on the wrong side of a conflict, but Iorveth has given up on warning Astarion against him; every time he's tried, he's buckled under the weight of Astarion's hurt, and it's gotten to the point where he really can't bear the thought of it.

The suggestion to leave, though, makes Iorveth frown. ]

...Astarion. The cloak would let you walk in the sun again.

[ It might not be a necessity, but Iorveth would rather die (not productive) than let Astarion give up on the quality of his very long, very eternal life. The conflict shows on his face, his frown pinching into pensive concern. ]

I wouldn't have you settle. Perhaps we could talk to that old crone again.

[ The Alkam mission might be bust for now, but surely there's something. Iorveth, back at it with his unhinged obstinacy. ]