[He falls quiet for a moment. Perhaps a more profound silence than Astarion has shown in front of Taryon before--that Taryon wasn't asleep in a hospital bed for. Then, he leans in, eyes meeting the other's.]
Could I ask you for something? It's . . . a mite embarrassing, especially on the heels of this conversation. But I trust you enough to ask.
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[He falls quiet for a moment. Perhaps a more profound silence than Astarion has shown in front of Taryon before--that Taryon wasn't asleep in a hospital bed for. Then, he leans in, eyes meeting the other's.]
Could I ask you for something? It's . . . a mite embarrassing, especially on the heels of this conversation. But I trust you enough to ask.