[ The snap of Gale's fingers seems to snap Astarion out of his haze as well – he straightens up, once again the picture of poise. (Some part of him still isn't entirely willing to let Gale out of his sight.) His fingers absently travel over the front of his shirt, smoothing out any wrinkles he finds along the way. ]
Not that I doubt I could acquit myself well even under the influence, but — best not to risk injuring a bystander, hm?
[ Granted, he'd think it was funny, but even a couple of weeks removed from werewolf, it seems wise to avoid that particular brand of mischief — and he'd rather like to win, though that's neither here nor there. ]
So, after that, and after your turn in the bardic competition? Or would wine be an aid, in that instance?
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[ The snap of Gale's fingers seems to snap Astarion out of his haze as well – he straightens up, once again the picture of poise. (Some part of him still isn't entirely willing to let Gale out of his sight.) His fingers absently travel over the front of his shirt, smoothing out any wrinkles he finds along the way. ]
Not that I doubt I could acquit myself well even under the influence, but — best not to risk injuring a bystander, hm?
[ Granted, he'd think it was funny, but even a couple of weeks removed from werewolf, it seems wise to avoid that particular brand of mischief — and he'd rather like to win, though that's neither here nor there. ]
So, after that, and after your turn in the bardic competition? Or would wine be an aid, in that instance?