[ Iorveth, a man who was above petty jealousy until Astarion made him feel okay (?) about it. He might not be proud of having the feeling, but he's accepted that it exists, and that maybe Astarion kind of likes when he talks about it. Wild.

While Astarion slouches, Iorveth moves to the closet (where, during Astarion's absence the night prior, Iorveth took the liberty of hanging his shirts and slacks) and picks out something for Astarion that'll hopefully hide bloodstains: a sleek black collared shirt, keeping in line with the theme of vampire chic. He hands it over, offering to help button it up if Astarion wants to be properly pampered. ]

From what I've read of this city, one earns status in Athkatla by being a reprobate.

[ Translation: "pretty much everyone here probably sucks". Then again, Iorveth is very biased. ]

If anything, you may get rewarded for getting rid of a bloviating, rich oppressor.