[Estelenca. Estelenca. Repeated a few times with the distant sound of a pen nib etching over paper (likely in the dark). Funny that outside of going— well, outside, the world they know is just as lightless as Astarion's.]
Perfect. That'll do—
[It's not a thank you, but the tone he uses conveys that much alone.
At least until his mind catches up with the question he's been asked. And understand: that takes a second.]
Hmm?
—oh, neither. The innkeep heard our wayward pair whining in the night a couple days ago, so I wanted to tell him it was just you that he overheard panting up a storm.
[:)]
You know, turn it into boudoir business. Easiest way to avoid questions, I've found.
Of course the problem is he doesn't speak a word of common. So....
no subject
Perfect. That'll do—
[It's not a thank you, but the tone he uses conveys that much alone.
At least until his mind catches up with the question he's been asked. And understand: that takes a second.]
Hmm?
—oh, neither. The innkeep heard our wayward pair whining in the night a couple days ago, so I wanted to tell him it was just you that he overheard panting up a storm.
[:)]
You know, turn it into boudoir business. Easiest way to avoid questions, I've found.
Of course the problem is he doesn't speak a word of common. So....
[Ta-daaaa.]
That's where you came in.