[ He just smiles, as if in agreement with Astarion's assessment. It's not his fault the vampire is so fun to tease, so used to being on the other end of such interactions. ]
Under a blanket of stars? [ He chuckles, though it tapers off into a wistful sort of sigh. Winter leans back again, supporting his weight on his hands just behind him, and turns his eyes upward. Up, up, at the fathomless dark above them. ] I do miss them, when I can't see them. So perhaps you're on the right track.
[ Again, there's some part of him that is okay with this place, being so far underground, but more of him still longs to see the sky. ]
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Under a blanket of stars? [ He chuckles, though it tapers off into a wistful sort of sigh. Winter leans back again, supporting his weight on his hands just behind him, and turns his eyes upward. Up, up, at the fathomless dark above them. ] I do miss them, when I can't see them. So perhaps you're on the right track.
[ Again, there's some part of him that is okay with this place, being so far underground, but more of him still longs to see the sky. ]