[Anything he did, he blamed on Raphael. The only thing he couldn't quite place on the devil's shoulders was the increased hostility toward Halsin, nor his pushing him and the cleric to spend time together. He hated doing so, he hated when that bodybuilder elf smiles at her and he could feel her blood rushing just faster, it made his non flowing blood boil- but it was the right thing to do. If he even dared to whisper himself a 'maybe', then he was greeted by Sebastian's laughter as he asked Astarion to say his name over and over, voice overflowing with love and affection, he was greeted by the songs a forgotten lovely boy sand for him- and he knew that giving himself any ground was only going to doom both of them.
He could still give her something, like the blanket he treasured more than anything else, something he patched for decades, with the excuse to keep her warm, but that was it. He had to sound... practical. Pragmatic. Only devoted to the task in front of them.
At least taking care of her in the sense of helping her rest was something he could simply categorize as 'taking care of the group' in front of everyone. He listened, nodded and focused on the flames just for a second before getting up again.]
I have a potion of sleep with me. At least you can use it, with me... well, I'm an elf. [He shrugged. No spell or potion could force him into a meditative state, but Nepione was luckier than him in that sense. He barely waited for a reply before kneeling right next to his bag and starting to check inside it for the vials he needed. I promise I will wake you all up as soon as anything alerts me of potential danger. I mean, it's not you were paying attention to our surroundings if I managed to spook you.
[It was while searching that a familiar gleam attracted his attention. Oh. He did remember those two rings. The quartermaster who identified them for him barely wanted to give money for those two pieces and Astarion saved them only because he hoped to find fools interested in buying them. Ah. Looks like he was the fool, after all. Pretending to work on his little search, using as much discreetion as possible, he slid one of the rings under his missile snaring gloves and hid the other one in the palm of his hands before approaching Nepione again, horrible smelling purple vial in the same hand. He was a master at stealing jewelry without being seen, he just had to apply his knowledge backward here.]
See? If you don't think you should do it for yourself, you should do it for the group. We need you at your very best.
[It wasn't what he really thought, but he had to put it in a self serving manner if he wanted to put distance between them, right? And he knew that pushing Nepione had to be done with care, if he put things in a way that made it clear she was helping everyone with this- perhaps she wasn't going to object too much. The vampire flopped down at her side once more, offering his free hand with the palm up.]
Please, take it? Do it for us? Give me your hand and I will explain how to take it without falling in the kind of sleep that requires people to bonk your head to wake you up
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Date: 2023-12-21 03:42 pm (UTC)He could still give her something, like the blanket he treasured more than anything else, something he patched for decades, with the excuse to keep her warm, but that was it. He had to sound... practical. Pragmatic. Only devoted to the task in front of them.
At least taking care of her in the sense of helping her rest was something he could simply categorize as 'taking care of the group' in front of everyone. He listened, nodded and focused on the flames just for a second before getting up again.]
I have a potion of sleep with me. At least you can use it, with me... well, I'm an elf. [He shrugged. No spell or potion could force him into a meditative state, but Nepione was luckier than him in that sense. He barely waited for a reply before kneeling right next to his bag and starting to check inside it for the vials he needed. I promise I will wake you all up as soon as anything alerts me of potential danger. I mean, it's not you were paying attention to our surroundings if I managed to spook you.
[It was while searching that a familiar gleam attracted his attention. Oh. He did remember those two rings. The quartermaster who identified them for him barely wanted to give money for those two pieces and Astarion saved them only because he hoped to find fools interested in buying them. Ah. Looks like he was the fool, after all. Pretending to work on his little search, using as much discreetion as possible, he slid one of the rings under his missile snaring gloves and hid the other one in the palm of his hands before approaching Nepione again, horrible smelling purple vial in the same hand. He was a master at stealing jewelry without being seen, he just had to apply his knowledge backward here.]
See? If you don't think you should do it for yourself, you should do it for the group. We need you at your very best.
[It wasn't what he really thought, but he had to put it in a self serving manner if he wanted to put distance between them, right? And he knew that pushing Nepione had to be done with care, if he put things in a way that made it clear she was helping everyone with this- perhaps she wasn't going to object too much. The vampire flopped down at her side once more, offering his free hand with the palm up.]
Please, take it? Do it for us? Give me your hand and I will explain how to take it without falling in the kind of sleep that requires people to bonk your head to wake you up