Mm. [ Astarion had only asked to tease, but the honest answer quiets him for a moment, wondering what it would be like to actually see himself for the first time since he was turned. For now, he feels he's been vulnerable enough already; asking earnestly for a portrait will have to wait until they've truly gotten the measure of each other.
Astarion lets Gale sketch for several minutes, but despite only just speaking to his talent for holding still, he feels a touch restless standing in the bath. ]
I'm going to just - [ Astarion wades over to the lip and then submerges enough to float, folding his arms on the edge of the bath and resting his cheek on them. His back is above the water, so it shouldn't be a problem, his lashes low with contentment as his body warms. ] There. Can you still see?
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Astarion lets Gale sketch for several minutes, but despite only just speaking to his talent for holding still, he feels a touch restless standing in the bath. ]
I'm going to just - [ Astarion wades over to the lip and then submerges enough to float, folding his arms on the edge of the bath and resting his cheek on them. His back is above the water, so it shouldn't be a problem, his lashes low with contentment as his body warms. ] There. Can you still see?