[He looks around the space as Taryon speaks, now not too distracted by panic and self-hatred to notice the decor. It was grotesquely different in style than the main room, even though it wasn't too terrible on its own. It did feel like he was in a sea god's temple with the mosaics.

But the tour has to pause as the human pulls out a condom and Astarion barks out a laugh. He takes it from him, holding it up to study he was appraising a jewel.]

"Blue raspberry", hm? I wouldn't have expected that to be to your tastes. [He holds it back out to him.] Unless you were assuming the other party would be a fan of that flavour?