[ Astarion nods, making a cross motion over the spot on his chest where his dead heart lies. ]
You can count on us to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
[ He'll have come up with a proper lie by then. Or, if he hasn't, he'll just tell Gale that they're getting married to distract him. That'll undoubtedly work, because then Gale will immediately start writing his best man's speech (even though no one has asked him to be the best man).
Gale grumbles a little as he leaves, clearly disbelieving, but Astarion really doesn't care. He'll get over it as long as they pat him on the head and tell him he's a good boy. (Who's a good murder cover-upper? You's a good murder cover-upper!!)
A long moment passes as Astarion waits for Gale to be well and truly gone. This is a part of him for Iorveth's eyes only, and no matter how much he may like Gale, he'd hate to show vulnerability in front of him. Finally, he turns his attention back to Iorveth, reaching out for his hand. ]
I should apologize. [ Which he doesn't do to just anyone, so Iorveth had better feel special. ] The thought of losing your esteem is just... [ Unbearable. But that sounds very dramatic, so— ] Well, let's just say that I don't care for it.
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[ Astarion nods, making a cross motion over the spot on his chest where his dead heart lies. ]
You can count on us to tell the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth.
[ He'll have come up with a proper lie by then. Or, if he hasn't, he'll just tell Gale that they're getting married to distract him. That'll undoubtedly work, because then Gale will immediately start writing his best man's speech (even though no one has asked him to be the best man).
Gale grumbles a little as he leaves, clearly disbelieving, but Astarion really doesn't care. He'll get over it as long as they pat him on the head and tell him he's a good boy. (Who's a good murder cover-upper? You's a good murder cover-upper!!)
A long moment passes as Astarion waits for Gale to be well and truly gone. This is a part of him for Iorveth's eyes only, and no matter how much he may like Gale, he'd hate to show vulnerability in front of him. Finally, he turns his attention back to Iorveth, reaching out for his hand. ]
I should apologize. [ Which he doesn't do to just anyone, so Iorveth had better feel special. ] The thought of losing your esteem is just... [ Unbearable. But that sounds very dramatic, so— ] Well, let's just say that I don't care for it.