Fenris looks up, finally opening his eyes to squint. It's not true anger-- that familiar sight can be easily discerned-- but definitely annoyance. It certainly changes his mood, a fickle thing to begin with, for the night.
"You wear the blindfold." Fenris pushes Astarion back, roughness just on the edge of playful.
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"You wear the blindfold." Fenris pushes Astarion back, roughness just on the edge of playful.