[ The thought had crossed his mind that Astarion could be using him. Trying to draw him in so deeply that he has no choice but to keep him by his side, but then days like today happen and have him rethinking everything. It's not very self-preserving to throw oneself in front of a monster.
And even now, these moments that they sit together and talk, sharing memories and secrets and jokes and, yes, even talk about obscenely unlikely hypotheticals, feel... genuine. Surely they must count toward something real, whatever they might be to each other. ]
I couldn't tell you that, either, since I've yet to find them.
[ So he says, but there's a moment where his gaze lingers on Astarion just a moment too long, searching for the answer to a question he's yet to ask. Or have I? ]
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And even now, these moments that they sit together and talk, sharing memories and secrets and jokes and, yes, even talk about obscenely unlikely hypotheticals, feel... genuine. Surely they must count toward something real, whatever they might be to each other. ]
I couldn't tell you that, either, since I've yet to find them.
[ So he says, but there's a moment where his gaze lingers on Astarion just a moment too long, searching for the answer to a question he's yet to ask. Or have I? ]