Winter’s eyes crinkle at the edges in amusement. It’s not often he leaves Astarion speechless, so he’s happy to count this as a victory. Not that anyone’s keeping score, of course.
In answer to that little question – why ruin a good thing – the warlock arches a brow, and there is a brief, blink-and-you’ll-miss-it shiver of something across his skin. The dark ink of the tattoo spiraling around his neck, did it just… move? Surely not.
He straightens then, though the amusement hasn’t left his face. ]
You needn’t worry about my sprouting extra appendages as punishment. The contract I have with my patron is a bit more… mutually beneficial than what you’d normally expect.
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Winter’s eyes crinkle at the edges in amusement. It’s not often he leaves Astarion speechless, so he’s happy to count this as a victory. Not that anyone’s keeping score, of course.
In answer to that little question – why ruin a good thing – the warlock arches a brow, and there is a brief, blink-and-you’ll-miss-it shiver of something across his skin. The dark ink of the tattoo spiraling around his neck, did it just… move? Surely not.
He straightens then, though the amusement hasn’t left his face. ]
You needn’t worry about my sprouting extra appendages as punishment. The contract I have with my patron is a bit more… mutually beneficial than what you’d normally expect.