"Alright." He stretches one more time, cracks his neck, then collects the whip from the air.
"Call me anytime," he says warmly, and moves toward the barred door, slowly enough for Astarion to walk out with him if he'd like, but without staring back to wait for him either, if Astarion wants to stay in the Enclosure a little longer.
The temptation to stay and perhaps ask something else of the Enclosure is
certainly present, but ultimately he decides against. He's not sure he'd be
able to resist the temptation to turn the place into somewhere that'll make
him feel angry or maudlin.
So he follows Jedao out, and bids him a farewell and a smile before
retreating below the deck.
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"Thank you. I have vinegar in my cabin, I think - it's useful for more mundane bloodstains, in my experience."
He stretches languidly, like a cat deciding it's had enough time at rest, and then unfolds onto his feet.
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"Call me anytime," he says warmly, and moves toward the barred door, slowly enough for Astarion to walk out with him if he'd like, but without staring back to wait for him either, if Astarion wants to stay in the Enclosure a little longer.
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The temptation to stay and perhaps ask something else of the Enclosure is certainly present, but ultimately he decides against. He's not sure he'd be able to resist the temptation to turn the place into somewhere that'll make him feel angry or maudlin.
So he follows Jedao out, and bids him a farewell and a smile before retreating below the deck.