[ His eyes drag over her as she moves and settles into the water, enjoying the sight of all her bare skin and handsome features. She remains a wonder, even now, something that he delights in reaching out for, wanting to touch, and the fact that he is allowed to is still startling. There's no demand, no pressure one way or the other, and knowing that it is his choice...

That is a kind of freedom he had never dared to dream of, not even in the Hells themselves. ]

You know I need less sleep than the rest of you. You can try and tire me as much as you like, I'll always keep up.

[ As soon as Karlach is in the water Astarion is swimming closer, shifting to let their arms press against one another as he hums softly. ]mortal.