[ Reciprocal obstinacy regarding "I love you more", but that's not the part of this whole thing that needs addressing; maybe sometime later, when Iorveth has Astarion in bed and can terrorize him on a more advantageous playing field. Now, Iorveth thinks about the implication behind Astarion's insistence, takes in that little frown (not pleased that he put a damper on what should be the happiest moment of Astarion's unlife), and offers: ]

...A chip on my shoulder, perhaps. [ Sorry, essentially. ] I did let the halfling remind me of it.

[ Reginald, who has gone home to do laundry with his lovely wife, Regina (similar names coincidental). ]

If forever is with you, I want it. And if you want the same, well－

[ He clears his throat. ] －we'll see which devil or god will be willing to bargain with us.