[But perhaps that, too, is too much? He doesn't know. Feelings of any sort were a dangerous topic in present company, and he is hesitant to say the wrong thing. Is there a right thing?
Talking is supposed to be his strong point.]
At the very least— [Here, he manages to crack a faint smile.] I ought to apologize for apparently being an acquired taste, hm?
[ He's about to tell him he hasn't done anything wrong, anything worth apologizing for but then Gale makes the joke and Astarion smiles for it, at least some of the weight of this conversation eased. ]
[Good— that had been his hope. He doesn't wish for them to part ways feeling disappointed or at odds, especially given neither of them has done anything wrong.
You know, [ slyly, suggestively. It's like a reflex. ] acquired suggests one might actually learn to like it. Over time.
[ But then he realizes this is the exact thing that they've been having so much trouble with. This pointless flirting. He catches himself and shakes his head ]
[As though he doesn't do plenty of that already, affable though he may be. He's glad for the way the air between them has lightened, a vast improvement over the last several minutes.]
I'll let you be on your way, but— find me before we leave the Naughtilust. I have something for you to take back to Nogard with you; it only needs a tiny bit of tweaking before I can hand it over.
[ Astarion's expression softens with the surprise of being offered something. It's still new and novel to him, even though people here seem to like giving him gifts. ]
Ah, it's nothing too extravagant— we'd spoken shortly after my arrival about something to keep blood palatable and safely drinkable while at sea.
[Something so that he's not limited to how many rats are on board, or at least as something more robust to supplement it.]
I thought I'd try my hand at making something that would fit the bill. Efforts have been largely successful, though I haven't been able to test it extensively just yet, given that I don't... well. I have my own specific dietary needs.
[Boots, etc. He can have a sense of humor about that now.]
I... [ again, his voice almost falters with the weight of it. the genuine feeling of being touched by this. ] look forward to seeing what it is. And I appreciate it.
[Gale smiles, and it's almost as though the distress from before had never taken place.]
It's my pleasure. I'll be sure to have it ready before we set sail. Until then, I suppose we ought to enjoy what time we have left here, hm? After last night's victory, I feel some relaxation is well-earned.
[He bows his head slightly; a bit formal considering all they've been through with one another, but it's important to him that they part well, given the difficulty of the conversation beforehand.]
I'll see you then, and make any final adjustments in the meantime.
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[But perhaps that, too, is too much? He doesn't know. Feelings of any sort were a dangerous topic in present company, and he is hesitant to say the wrong thing. Is there a right thing?
Talking is supposed to be his strong point.]
At the very least— [Here, he manages to crack a faint smile.] I ought to apologize for apparently being an acquired taste, hm?
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"Acquired," is it?
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His smile pulls a little further to one side.]
It has a nicer ring to it than 'vile,' I think.
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[ But then he realizes this is the exact thing that they've been having so much trouble with. This pointless flirting. He catches himself and shakes his head ]
Sorry. Force of habit.
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Don't apologize. I'd hardly wish for you to stop being yourself.
[He's rather fond of Astarion just as he is, for all their bickering.]
I might begin to worry, otherwise.
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[ he can claim he doesn't care for Gale all he wants but he doesn't tease people he doesn't like ]
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[As though he doesn't do plenty of that already, affable though he may be. He's glad for the way the air between them has lightened, a vast improvement over the last several minutes.]
I'll let you be on your way, but— find me before we leave the Naughtilust. I have something for you to take back to Nogard with you; it only needs a tiny bit of tweaking before I can hand it over.
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Something for me?
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[Something so that he's not limited to how many rats are on board, or at least as something more robust to supplement it.]
I thought I'd try my hand at making something that would fit the bill. Efforts have been largely successful, though I haven't been able to test it extensively just yet, given that I don't... well. I have my own specific dietary needs.
[Boots, etc. He can have a sense of humor about that now.]
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[ that's a lot. If it really works it could be a total game changer for him. ]
That's...exceedingly kind of you. I'll find a way to repay you.
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[That's not why he did it, but he won't say the F word again. There's been enough of that this evening.]
You know me, I do love a challenge. My hope is that it will make your time at sea more bearable.
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It's my pleasure. I'll be sure to have it ready before we set sail. Until then, I suppose we ought to enjoy what time we have left here, hm? After last night's victory, I feel some relaxation is well-earned.
[He'd killed a lot of skeletons, personally.]
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[ He'd bitten...a few people. ]
But I'll be sure to stop by before we set sail.
wrapping this one up for us! 💖
[He bows his head slightly; a bit formal considering all they've been through with one another, but it's important to him that they part well, given the difficulty of the conversation beforehand.]
I'll see you then, and make any final adjustments in the meantime.