[ Astarion doesn't look shocked, per se, but his eyebrows do rise at her brief transformation. The way it comes and goes — it's certainly not the same sort of circus he has to deal with, not to mention different (as far as he can tell) from what Armand, Lestat, and Louis go through, too. ]
Ah, [ he says, deliberately enunciated so that his fangs are briefly visible, too — clearly permanent fixtures in his mouth rather than features that come and go. ]
How do you— do that? Turn it on and off?
[ Wait, no, Astarion, be polite. Extending his hand: ] Astarion. Though I suspect you already know that.
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Ah, [ he says, deliberately enunciated so that his fangs are briefly visible, too — clearly permanent fixtures in his mouth rather than features that come and go. ]
How do you— do that? Turn it on and off?
[ Wait, no, Astarion, be polite. Extending his hand: ] Astarion. Though I suspect you already know that.