Astarion

Rawr.

I don't think I want you to think of me in terms of sex. I don't know if I want anyone to.

Hurry, I've got one of those brain things cornered. There, in the grass. You can kill it, can't you? Like you killed the others.

Look at you, precious thing. You always stare so eagerly.

Excuse me? That was the least you could do after dropping a building on me!

You want to just team up with some blood-stained killer? Because I'm fine with that.

Wait, I'm the one you love? Oh no - oh that's so sad. But no, there's absolutely no way this is happening.

It does sound divine. You'll have to catch me up on all the gory details later.

This damsel may be middle-aged, but let's get him out of distress.

Oh shit. I - did I do something wrong? Why? What's changed?

Don't hate me. I just did what I had to. I swear, I did what I had to.

Well, apparently there's a limit. Somewhere between a nice summer's day and the full, concentrated power of the sun.

Eugh, don't be so nice to me! It makes me want to be nice back.

It's... me. The ritual gave me back my reflection - after all these years... Hello again. Gods, I missed you.

No no - it's not what it looks like, I swear! I wasn't going to hurt you! I just needed - well, blood.

Erm, yes. It does smell the part.

You have a manner of irresistible desperation about you. I like it.

We'd better survive this, because I never want to stop doing that.

Little love, whatever could be the matter?

I will have to decline.