[ It's almost too easy, really; all he has to do is draw this out, and he can practically see Gale begin to vibrate with how much he wants to discuss the literature. He steps back inside his tent to pick the book up, checking to make sure it's still in good condition - it is - before he returns, holding it out with a soft twitch of his smile. More deliberate waiting, more deliberate teasing, because it is just so fun.
He waits, and waits, and then, of course, Gale bursts, and Astarion can't help huffing a little laugh. ]
There are far more enjoyable things to drag out of me.
[ Flirt, flirt, just because he can. He sighs, almost rolling his eyes but resisting the urge. ]
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He waits, and waits, and then, of course, Gale bursts, and Astarion can't help huffing a little laugh. ]
There are far more enjoyable things to drag out of me.
[ Flirt, flirt, just because he can. He sighs, almost rolling his eyes but resisting the urge. ]
Yes, alright. I liked it, are you happy?