[ Flirtation is a delight, with the right sparring partner. It's also armor, of course; much easier to avoid going deep with fingertips dancing artfully along the surface, ready to deflect.

Dorian holds the gift aloft for a moment, offering a gracious smile. ]

A much more acceptable welcome present than our hosts stealing my valuables in the night. [ He gives the star a little flick, so it spins and refracts the light. ] I'll hang it in my window, where it can catch the morning light and make lovely little patterns on the wall.

[ Dorian tucks it into his robes, then, and mirrors Astarion's bow with a flourish of his hand. ]

Dorian Pavus. A pleasure, truly.