[He huffs out a laugh, a little half-smile flicking over his lips.]
Well, now you have gone far too far. Ask for the stars if you wish for a more reasonable request next time.
[But those hands have ceased their movements, and it's that which encourages Fenris above all. Taking it as a sign that all is well, he busies himself with laying out his own bedroll.]
Though if you find yourself desperate to repay me, you can make breakfast tomorrow. I hope your fire-building skills are up to the task.
[Joking, and he hopes Astarion knows that— though he glances up to catch his eye, just in case.
But once a little more time has passed and they're both settled, he adds:]
Your reasoning and your secrets are your own. If you wish to share them, I would hear them, for I will not pretend not to be curious. But nor do you owe me them if you wish to keep them to yourself.
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Well, now you have gone far too far. Ask for the stars if you wish for a more reasonable request next time.
[But those hands have ceased their movements, and it's that which encourages Fenris above all. Taking it as a sign that all is well, he busies himself with laying out his own bedroll.]
Though if you find yourself desperate to repay me, you can make breakfast tomorrow. I hope your fire-building skills are up to the task.
[Joking, and he hopes Astarion knows that— though he glances up to catch his eye, just in case.
But once a little more time has passed and they're both settled, he adds:]
Your reasoning and your secrets are your own. If you wish to share them, I would hear them, for I will not pretend not to be curious. But nor do you owe me them if you wish to keep them to yourself.