[ It's impressive, watching Astarion slip his mask back on. Cavalier indifference, smooth as porcelain. The only slipup is the glance backwards, and Iorveth reacts to it with the barest twitch of one hand, instinct telling him to reach and place his palm to the small of Astarion's back.
He doesn't, but the three pairs of red eyes track over to him anyway, likely having sensed his slight twitch. Aurelia raises her brow, hunger mixed with curiosity, while Petras still looks like he's inclined to sink his teeth into whatever soft part of Iorveth he can get his mouth on.
Dalyria, on the other hand, seems conflicted by the non-spawn's presence down in the bowels of the manse. After a beat of silence after Astarion's not-quite-reassurance (which, Iorveth notes, the other siblings look somewhat convinced by), she ventures a soft: "why did you bring a human with you, brother? It's... cruel, almost, to bring something alive when so many of us are starving."
Gods, this again. Iorveth sighs, as if resigned to his designation as walking food. ]
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He doesn't, but the three pairs of red eyes track over to him anyway, likely having sensed his slight twitch. Aurelia raises her brow, hunger mixed with curiosity, while Petras still looks like he's inclined to sink his teeth into whatever soft part of Iorveth he can get his mouth on.
Dalyria, on the other hand, seems conflicted by the non-spawn's presence down in the bowels of the manse. After a beat of silence after Astarion's not-quite-reassurance (which, Iorveth notes, the other siblings look somewhat convinced by), she ventures a soft: "why did you bring a human with you, brother? It's... cruel, almost, to bring something alive when so many of us are starving."
Gods, this again. Iorveth sighs, as if resigned to his designation as walking food. ]
They do realize that I can speak Common.