[ Face warm, Gale tenses, unsure whether heβll ever become accustomed to the way Astarion can lock into another mode so easily. Not quite flirting, this time. An attempt to tip the scales in his favour.
It silences him, for a moment, until their equilibrium returns. ]
Youβll have your chance to prove it by the end of the week. [ Though he doesnβt doubt Astarion could captivate anyone he wanted. Too skilled at this for comfort, in truth. A two-fingered rolling gesture helps him unravel his rejoinder. ]
So, however will I keep your attentions to myself?
[ Astarion asked for a patron, in their eleventh hour bargain. Theyβve hardly established what that entails beyond basic provisions and the nebulous idea of protection. ]
no subject
It silences him, for a moment, until their equilibrium returns. ]
Youβll have your chance to prove it by the end of the week. [ Though he doesnβt doubt Astarion could captivate anyone he wanted. Too skilled at this for comfort, in truth. A two-fingered rolling gesture helps him unravel his rejoinder. ]
So, however will I keep your attentions to myself?
[ Astarion asked for a patron, in their eleventh hour bargain. Theyβve hardly established what that entails beyond basic provisions and the nebulous idea of protection. ]