[ Like before, he lets Astarion kind of reel back from the whole thing, lets it settle in his mind — for as much as all that could settle in anyone's mind. It's been years for Winter, and even now when he tries to recall it, the sensation is nearly overwhelming. ]

Oh, yes. [ He laughs. ] Subtlety is rather lost on something such as my patron. As you can tell, there's a bit of a difference of scale at play.