[He smirks as he draws himself up like that. Too bad Astarion's compliment isn't probably exactly what Taryon is thinking, but it's still a compliment in Astarion's estimation.]
But you would be surprised by who I may or may not like.
[It's hard to imagine Taryon as being anything but him. Maybe more of a rich knob? A nobelese wimp?]
Ah, of course you're that sort of a busybody. Let me distract you.
[He brings a wet finger to his lips, head tilting in thought.]
Why don't we plan what our first true "date" should be?
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[He smirks as he draws himself up like that. Too bad Astarion's compliment isn't probably exactly what Taryon is thinking, but it's still a compliment in Astarion's estimation.]
But you would be surprised by who I may or may not like.
[It's hard to imagine Taryon as being anything but him. Maybe more of a rich knob? A nobelese wimp?]
Ah, of course you're that sort of a busybody. Let me distract you.
[He brings a wet finger to his lips, head tilting in thought.]
Why don't we plan what our first true "date" should be?