[ Gods, Iorveth really shouldn't be allowed to look at him like that. With warmth and affection, like he's something worth looking at. Plenty of people have looked at him with desire, but no one else has ever looked at him like this, and he suddenly feels a blush creep up the back of his neck. ]
I look gorgeous, [ he shoots back, trying not to look embarrassingly besotted, ] like always.
[ How dare Iorveth suggest anything else! He boops Iorveth on his angular nose, weary but not too tired to be annoying, saying, ] As do you. [ before linking their arms together and starting on the path toward the inn.
He is gorgeous. Even more so now that he's stood beside Astarion as he faced down his worst demons and didn't even blink. He should be disgusted, appalled. He should have told Astarion that he needed to deal with the consequences of his terrible actions alone. But he didn't, and Astarion is grateful for that. ]
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I look gorgeous, [ he shoots back, trying not to look embarrassingly besotted, ] like always.
[ How dare Iorveth suggest anything else! He boops Iorveth on his angular nose, weary but not too tired to be annoying, saying, ] As do you. [ before linking their arms together and starting on the path toward the inn.
He is gorgeous. Even more so now that he's stood beside Astarion as he faced down his worst demons and didn't even blink. He should be disgusted, appalled. He should have told Astarion that he needed to deal with the consequences of his terrible actions alone. But he didn't, and Astarion is grateful for that. ]