[ Astarion quirks a brow. His skeptical expression says that's new. Iorveth has spent every moment since they met calling him foolish and reckless. Unfortunately, Astarion can't refute those allegations. To be trusted now, when the consequences could be so large...
It's nice, but it's also terrifying. How many decisions has he really made for himself? His whole life has been based on instinct and doing as he's told. Can he truly be certain that this isn't a horrible, awful idea? ]
Gods, I really must have charmed you.
[ A dry laugh, under his breath. No, he can't be certain that this won't spell trouble. Once he releases these hungry creatures from their cages, it'll be up to them what they choose to do with their newfound freedom, and that's frightening. He supposes, in a way, that it's somewhat inspiring, too.
He extends a hand, reaching for Iorveth's. Primarily for comfort, like a child reaching out to someone bigger and stronger, but also because he wants Iorveth within arm's reach when those vampires get out — just in case. ]
Well, with you at my side, I suppose there's nothing I can't do. [ Another laugh, this one brighter— ] Except look frumpy. That just isn't in the cards for me.
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[ Astarion quirks a brow. His skeptical expression says that's new. Iorveth has spent every moment since they met calling him foolish and reckless. Unfortunately, Astarion can't refute those allegations. To be trusted now, when the consequences could be so large...
It's nice, but it's also terrifying. How many decisions has he really made for himself? His whole life has been based on instinct and doing as he's told. Can he truly be certain that this isn't a horrible, awful idea? ]
Gods, I really must have charmed you.
[ A dry laugh, under his breath. No, he can't be certain that this won't spell trouble. Once he releases these hungry creatures from their cages, it'll be up to them what they choose to do with their newfound freedom, and that's frightening. He supposes, in a way, that it's somewhat inspiring, too.
He extends a hand, reaching for Iorveth's. Primarily for comfort, like a child reaching out to someone bigger and stronger, but also because he wants Iorveth within arm's reach when those vampires get out — just in case. ]
Well, with you at my side, I suppose there's nothing I can't do. [ Another laugh, this one brighter— ] Except look frumpy. That just isn't in the cards for me.