[With the way he took to Gale, she'd eventually have to go apologise to the wizard. And then probably reiterate that yes, nothing was happening. At least, not whatever curious eyes and ears might have thought outside of her tent. She could, however, think about how to handle all of that later. Astarion was the first and foremost priority. The sooner he got his matter handled, the sooner she could finish settling in for the night and focus on... something that wasn't him.
Not... that there was anything wrong with focusing on him. She wasn't sure why she was trying to justify that, but it pretty quickly went out the proverbial window when he followed up with more.
"...I don't want them to believe I don't even last five minutes. Or even less..."
For just a moment, Nepione pinched the bridge of her nose with her free hand, wishing she was anywhere but in her tent having that conversation. No. They were definitely not going to be discussing that. She really didn't care what his staying power was like and as far as she was concerned, it had nothing to do with her.]
You found what, exactly?
[As she waited for him to reiterate, she resumed brushing her hair, thinking it best to distract herself with something as she listened, occasionally moving her gaze from him onto the closure of her tent behind him, likely trying to count how many times anyone was going to pass back and forth. At least she'd know if anyone was parked right outside to eavesdrop.]
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Not... that there was anything wrong with focusing on him. She wasn't sure why she was trying to justify that, but it pretty quickly went out the proverbial window when he followed up with more.
"...I don't want them to believe I don't even last five minutes. Or even less..."
For just a moment, Nepione pinched the bridge of her nose with her free hand, wishing she was anywhere but in her tent having that conversation. No. They were definitely not going to be discussing that. She really didn't care what his staying power was like and as far as she was concerned, it had nothing to do with her.]
You found what, exactly?
[As she waited for him to reiterate, she resumed brushing her hair, thinking it best to distract herself with something as she listened, occasionally moving her gaze from him onto the closure of her tent behind him, likely trying to count how many times anyone was going to pass back and forth. At least she'd know if anyone was parked right outside to eavesdrop.]