[ Astarion decides, without any real evidence, that Reginald is just old and jealous of their clearly thriving relationship. Obviously, he doesn't know what it's like to be madly in love with someone so eminently desirable and exceptionally sweet. Who would? Iorveth is the only one in the world who checks those boxes. ]
Of course I am.
[ His tone is more than a little defensive, and he crosses his arms petulantly as Reginald inspects his work. It is far less painful, and he has to admit that his leg feels infinitely better than it did yesterday, when it had seemed one wrong move away from simply turning to dust. ]
And I rest better after a spirited canoodling session.
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Of course I am.
[ His tone is more than a little defensive, and he crosses his arms petulantly as Reginald inspects his work. It is far less painful, and he has to admit that his leg feels infinitely better than it did yesterday, when it had seemed one wrong move away from simply turning to dust. ]
And I rest better after a spirited canoodling session.