[ It's a miracle that Lae'zel hasn't kicked them out of the group for not contributing to the team. Perhaps because she can sense that they've been on missions of their own; loafing around in the Elfsong would be one thing, but Lae'zel does respect hard work and determination. It's one of her worst qualities, honestly.
Mid-afternoon rolls around before Astarion even begins to stir from his deep, thoughtless trance. He's having more and more of those lately. Astarion isn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth, but he does have to admit that it feels strange not waking in a cold sweat from a trance focused entirely on Cazador.
It's worrying how much Iorveth's presence soothes his stormy mind. He likes to think he'd react to Iorveth leaving him with nobility and maturity, but in actuality, he might never recover if he has to give up his emotional support terrorist. He clutches Iorveth tighter, a very physical manifestation of his difficulty letting go. ]
You're warm, [ he purrs, pleased as always by the way Iorveth's body heats when he rests. It makes him warm, too, or at least as warm as he'll ever get. ]
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Mid-afternoon rolls around before Astarion even begins to stir from his deep, thoughtless trance. He's having more and more of those lately. Astarion isn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth, but he does have to admit that it feels strange not waking in a cold sweat from a trance focused entirely on Cazador.
It's worrying how much Iorveth's presence soothes his stormy mind. He likes to think he'd react to Iorveth leaving him with nobility and maturity, but in actuality, he might never recover if he has to give up his emotional support terrorist. He clutches Iorveth tighter, a very physical manifestation of his difficulty letting go. ]
You're warm, [ he purrs, pleased as always by the way Iorveth's body heats when he rests. It makes him warm, too, or at least as warm as he'll ever get. ]