[ Prickly. Fortunately, no one in any realm could treat Clive worse than his own mother did, so Astarion's attitude just reads as slightly familiar instead of irritating.
With the sort of troubled, knowing smile that says "Lae'zel is definitely going to single you out for the most cumbersome mission just because you just said that", Clive whistles to Torgal and brushes by Astarion to go pack up his own meager belongings. ]
Good luck. Your acting skills will need it.
[ The good dog can throw a little shade!!!!!! With that, he waves and sees himself off, dutiful paladin that he is.
(That night, Astarion will find a freshly-killed bugbear deposited outside his tent. On it, a note in Clive's neat handwriting: Torgal hasn't touched him, I promise.) ]
[ Astarion does not verbally acknowledge the bugbear — although Gale does, hemming and hawwing about a corpse in their camp. (To which Shadowheart says don't talk about Withers that way.)
In the morning, though, there's a note similarly placed outside Clive's tent, Astarion's handwriting as flowery and filled with flourishes as one would expect:
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With the sort of troubled, knowing smile that says "Lae'zel is definitely going to single you out for the most cumbersome mission just because you just said that", Clive whistles to Torgal and brushes by Astarion to go pack up his own meager belongings. ]
Good luck. Your acting skills will need it.
[ The good dog can throw a little shade!!!!!! With that, he waves and sees himself off, dutiful paladin that he is.
(That night, Astarion will find a freshly-killed bugbear deposited outside his tent. On it, a note in Clive's neat handwriting: Torgal hasn't touched him, I promise.) ]
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In the morning, though, there's a note similarly placed outside Clive's tent, Astarion's handwriting as flowery and filled with flourishes as one would expect:
Too furry.
But thank you.]