[ Astarion stares at Iorveth, raising his eyebrows as if the question is ridiculous — and it is. He adores Iorveth, just as he'd said, but surely he could use some context clues to suss this one out. ]

Oh, yes. The other spawn and I took turns weaving daisy chains for each other in between torturing each other.

[ It isn't biting, exactly—he still feels warm and fuzzy after Iorveth said such nice things in the bath—but a 'duh' wouldn't go amiss tacked onto the end. He doesn't like being reminded of the sort of things he missed out on (even if he can't imagine himself wearing something so twee before Cazador, either), but he especially doesn't like it happening in front of another spawn, half-conscious or not. A deep-seated habit not to show weakness in front of another vampire, maybe. ]

Obviously not.