[ The situation looms heavy over them－ a matter of profound disappointment, or profound accomplishment. Iorveth can live with either as long as Astarion remains a constant, daywalking or no.
So. Just to take the edge off of things: ]
Things truly are dire, if you're asking me to shove you.
[ As if watching Astarion burn his hand wasn't enough. Iorveth is actually going to be distressed if Astarion's entire person starts smoking and scorching, but he gets it. Sometimes Astarion wants to be a control freak, and sometimes he just wants someone else to make the hard decisions so he doesn't have to. Some people might find it hypocritical and opportunistic (Iorveth might have thought it unprincipled and exasperating, once upon a time), but.
Well. Iorveth wraps his arms around Astarion anyway, minding the burned hand. Catching Astarion in the embrace, he turns and starts walking backwards into the light, one slow step at a time.
Warmth bathes him－ first his back, then his shoulders, then where he has Astarion nested against his chest. His breathing is slow and steady, his heartbeat matching the rhythm of that inhale-exhale. Ready to bolt back indoors at the first signs of burning, but calm despite it. ]
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So. Just to take the edge off of things: ]
Things truly are dire, if you're asking me to shove you.
[ As if watching Astarion burn his hand wasn't enough. Iorveth is actually going to be distressed if Astarion's entire person starts smoking and scorching, but he gets it. Sometimes Astarion wants to be a control freak, and sometimes he just wants someone else to make the hard decisions so he doesn't have to. Some people might find it hypocritical and opportunistic (Iorveth might have thought it unprincipled and exasperating, once upon a time), but.
Well. Iorveth wraps his arms around Astarion anyway, minding the burned hand. Catching Astarion in the embrace, he turns and starts walking backwards into the light, one slow step at a time.
Warmth bathes him－ first his back, then his shoulders, then where he has Astarion nested against his chest. His breathing is slow and steady, his heartbeat matching the rhythm of that inhale-exhale. Ready to bolt back indoors at the first signs of burning, but calm despite it. ]