But to do that . . . we need to go back to the hotel first.

[Make no mistake: he's far from unaffected. There's a flush to his cheeks and ears as he draws back, his eyes dilated wide and his lips subtly parted. And though he moves back far enough to let Astarion wiggle down if he pleases, he isn't letting go just yet.]

And I do not want to deal with Violet or Petras again tonight.

Ditch them. So that we might enjoy this even faster.