And Fenris is pleased to see Astarion in better spirits, as much as such commands leave Fenris nervy and unsure. He likes sex best when it's spontaneous, unplanned, with minimal time to think or worry over it. Taking off his armor, Fenris sits on the bed, staring at his toes.

At least he isn't worrying about Baldur's Gate and Cazador and his lover dead and stranded. That's... something.

Fenris' mood has a tendency to shift as well, though perhaps not as obviously as some.