Right now, the vampire is doing his level best to wrap his mind around this — even though he was the one who ushered in the conversation in the first place.]
Really?
[Like it’s such a hard thing to believe. And to hear it stated so simply.]
Do it really mean that? Because it’s more than just relationships that didn’t last longer than a couple of nights for me. No, for me, they were “relationships” garnered by manipulation and seduction. All for the sake of bringing targets back to Cazador to be drained dry — if not compelled by flattery, then by my body instead.
And it was all so empty. It all meant nothing.
[Astarion has been starved of any real intimacy for so, so long. He doesn’t know what the real thing looks like anymore.]
And I don’t want that to ruin us. What we have, whatever that might be. But all of that emptiness, that nothingness… I still feel as though it’s dragging at my ankles, trying so hard to trip me over, even at times when I’m with you.
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Right now, the vampire is doing his level best to wrap his mind around this — even though he was the one who ushered in the conversation in the first place.]
Really?
[Like it’s such a hard thing to believe. And to hear it stated so simply.]
Do it really mean that? Because it’s more than just relationships that didn’t last longer than a couple of nights for me. No, for me, they were “relationships” garnered by manipulation and seduction. All for the sake of bringing targets back to Cazador to be drained dry — if not compelled by flattery, then by my body instead.
And it was all so empty. It all meant nothing.
[Astarion has been starved of any real intimacy for so, so long. He doesn’t know what the real thing looks like anymore.]
And I don’t want that to ruin us. What we have, whatever that might be. But all of that emptiness, that nothingness… I still feel as though it’s dragging at my ankles, trying so hard to trip me over, even at times when I’m with you.