[It's all mutual pining; there was a reason why Astarion made this call to begin with, and despite the truth lurking squarely in one particularly obvious facet of it, it wasn't solely out of boredom.
A fact that doesn't do anything neuter Astarion's eagerness to play, however:]
Mm? Which one, a bandit or a god?
Or a bandit god?
—kidding.
[Mostly.
Poor bandit likely never knew what hit him, and it's a petty (and equally pretty) thought that flits through his mind in such a shallow set of seconds there— though Hells themselves attest Astarion would still feel better if his better half had access to his old lyrium-locked abilities, all drawbacks aside. Power is power, after all, and in a world as categorically befanged as this one, it doesn't ever hurt to have more.
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A fact that doesn't do anything neuter Astarion's eagerness to play, however:]
Mm? Which one, a bandit or a god?
Or a bandit god?
—kidding.
[Mostly.
Poor bandit likely never knew what hit him, and it's a petty (and equally pretty) thought that flits through his mind in such a shallow set of seconds there— though Hells themselves attest Astarion would still feel better if his better half had access to his old lyrium-locked abilities, all drawbacks aside. Power is power, after all, and in a world as categorically befanged as this one, it doesn't ever hurt to have more.
But on that note— ]