[ 'Helpless' makes Iorveth laugh again. Hardly the case, but he'll let Astarion fantasize about whatever he wants as long as it helps him feel a little better about the whole "my dumbass boyfriend got poisoned" ordeal.

Letting his limbs go slack, eye closed, he breathes a long exhale against soft curls. ]

Spend your time however you wish. I'll not demand that you stay shut indoors because of my stupidity.

[ Sure, Athkatla sucks (in Iorveth's opinion), but it's still the city of coin, and they haven't done much to explore any of it with all the vampire and hag things going on. ]

Reconnaissance may help us tomorrow, but what you wish to do is up to you entirely. Go enjoy yourself, if you prefer.

[ An encouraging peck, to the side of Astarion's head. ]