[Astarion's scoff is such a feathered thing; he doesn't grasp the depth of what presently churns behind an otherwise easy stare (how could he? So far as he knows, they're both rife with keen contentment. The first true thing in two lightless, all-encompassing lifetimes). Like something starved for sustenance, he leans in without looking back.]
Pshh. Details, details. Perhaps I'm simply confident in my ability to manifest coin from thin air?
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Pshh. Details, details. Perhaps I'm simply confident in my ability to manifest coin from thin air?