[ Oh, the blush is adorable. Every little tell is information to file away on how to crack this man open, and although Astarion was initially intending to pursue someone simpler... Perhaps a challenge isn't such a bad thing. Particularly when he doesn't need to drag this one home to Cazador. ]

Do tell. [ With open interest, folding his arms across his chest and crossing a foot at his ankle as Gale flaunts how much platinum they might be standing on in this library alone. Maybe he isn't so wise, after all, sharing their host's wealth with a complete stranger. Though it is all on display in the first place, ripe for the plucking. ]

Astarion. [ If Gale is looking for recognition in his eyes, he'll find none, though his gaze does sweep Gale's face with a different kind of open interest. Szarr is the only wizard name with which he's intimately familiar. ] Just visiting, I'm afraid, so this is my first Waterdhavian affair. I have to say I expected better wine.