At least Elodie had the courtesy to treat me as a stranger, [ Astarion hisses, already beginning to pace a course through Gale's room. As he goes, he pulls his phone from his doublet pocket, scrolling through its contents before he finds the message he's looking for.
In a melodramatic (and frankly uncharitable) tone: ] "There was much that we shared. Much that I know well you would not tell a stranger you had just met." The gallβ to speak of knowing meβ
[ He bares his teeth in displeasure, still on course to bore a divot into the floor of Gale's quarters. ]
Whatever version of me he knows must be a dolt, else he would know better than to address me so familiarly. Or perhaps I was under some enchantmentβ
[ The fact is that he doesn't actually know what it is that Tilanus knows about him, but he doesn't want to ask and find out, either. ]
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In a melodramatic (and frankly uncharitable) tone: ] "There was much that we shared. Much that I know well you would not tell a stranger you had just met." The gallβ to speak of knowing meβ
[ He bares his teeth in displeasure, still on course to bore a divot into the floor of Gale's quarters. ]
Whatever version of me he knows must be a dolt, else he would know better than to address me so familiarly. Or perhaps I was under some enchantmentβ
[ The fact is that he doesn't actually know what it is that Tilanus knows about him, but he doesn't want to ask and find out, either. ]
Does he speak to you the same way?