[He glances down at his legs, and eyebrows arch at the scarring, but he doesn't make mention of it. He knows how personal scars can be. But he does keep it in mind: a man with that many battlescars that has survived may be a good ally to have.]
I wouldn't put too much thought into what they call fashionable here. I have seen many choices that truly make me concerned for the people who wear them.
[Customers keep coming in, but Astarion suddenly decides now is his break time and he sits at the table with Vash, leaving the other "butlers" to their fates.]
No, and I doubt they would have been as dazzled about the kissing closet as I would require them to be. [He titters, mind wandering for a moment to think of Taryon and how he would react to being told of it. Please excuse the dopey look on his face as he thinks about the dork he does have an unrequired crush on.] It makes my romantic choices very slim.
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I wouldn't put too much thought into what they call fashionable here. I have seen many choices that truly make me concerned for the people who wear them.
[Customers keep coming in, but Astarion suddenly decides now is his break time and he sits at the table with Vash, leaving the other "butlers" to their fates.]
No, and I doubt they would have been as dazzled about the kissing closet as I would require them to be. [He titters, mind wandering for a moment to think of Taryon and how he would react to being told of it. Please excuse the dopey look on his face as he thinks about the dork he does have an unrequired crush on.] It makes my romantic choices very slim.