[ stefan’s rightfully sour mood doesn’t phase him, though it’s typically his role in any twosome. the melancholic type.]

Oh. [ mouth and eyes rounding. it’s certainly an answer. ] You’re the first vampire I’ve met who can enjoy such things. [ he taps his finger against the glass. ] Astarion insists anything but blood tastes like swill.

[ which takes away a positive he was going to offer about damon’s condition — a world of food and drink! gale glances at him, then, undeniably curious about the nature of this so-called cure. too good to be true, he would think. ]

Would it help to discuss your unlucky start in the manor — or, ah, would you prefer we speak of just about anything else?