[A short, sharp bark of a laugh, surprised and all the more delighted by it. It's louder than he usually allows himself and he's too drunk to care: he grins as he glances between shattered glass and Astarion's face, absurdly pleased by that bit of indulgent rebellion.]
I told you.
[So drunkenly smug. So drunkenly enthusiastic (and no matter those revelations of this conversation, for that is something Fenris will have to think about. He is too attached to Astarion to be upset by them, but nor will he ignore those implications; merely incorporate them into his understanding of his newfound companion). He reaches for the next bottle, his fingers idly picking at the label. There's no rush, not tonight, but nor does he see any reason not to get even more drunk.
Whatever hangover he has is a tomorrow-Fenris problem.]
Well?
You have had your first night of drunken revelry, as promised, and seen a fair bit of Kirkwall to boot. Is it everything you hoped it would be?
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[A short, sharp bark of a laugh, surprised and all the more delighted by it. It's louder than he usually allows himself and he's too drunk to care: he grins as he glances between shattered glass and Astarion's face, absurdly pleased by that bit of indulgent rebellion.]
I told you.
[So drunkenly smug. So drunkenly enthusiastic (and no matter those revelations of this conversation, for that is something Fenris will have to think about. He is too attached to Astarion to be upset by them, but nor will he ignore those implications; merely incorporate them into his understanding of his newfound companion). He reaches for the next bottle, his fingers idly picking at the label. There's no rush, not tonight, but nor does he see any reason not to get even more drunk.
Whatever hangover he has is a tomorrow-Fenris problem.]
Well?
You have had your first night of drunken revelry, as promised, and seen a fair bit of Kirkwall to boot. Is it everything you hoped it would be?