Perhaps we should send the stray back to Athkatla.
[ He couldn't, no matter how much Damris irritates him. It would have been one thing to abandon him there, but it's quite another to offer hope (no matter how deranged) and then snatch it away. Astarion had been all right living an empty life with no hope for the future, but the moment he tasted freedom, the idea of ever going back had made him want to vomit.
So he just stomps lopsidedly away until they reach the guest room. It's only then, in the privacy of their bedroom, that it dawns on him that he feels like shit. Physically, mentally. It hits him like a ton of bricks, and he finds himself crawling into bed and curling into the fetal position fully-clothed, even his shoes still on. ]
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Perhaps we should send the stray back to Athkatla.
[ He couldn't, no matter how much Damris irritates him. It would have been one thing to abandon him there, but it's quite another to offer hope (no matter how deranged) and then snatch it away. Astarion had been all right living an empty life with no hope for the future, but the moment he tasted freedom, the idea of ever going back had made him want to vomit.
So he just stomps lopsidedly away until they reach the guest room. It's only then, in the privacy of their bedroom, that it dawns on him that he feels like shit. Physically, mentally. It hits him like a ton of bricks, and he finds himself crawling into bed and curling into the fetal position fully-clothed, even his shoes still on. ]
You should have made him heal your hand.