It won't be all bad, Astarion. We'll be there with you.
( To help him face Cazador. To be there when he has to make that decision on whether or not he's going to damn his soul or save it. Whatever he picks -- well, Karlach knows what she wants him to do. But it wouldn't be fair to him to make that decision for him. He has to do it on his own.
Astarion deserves the choice. Not only because he's been robbed of one ever since becoming a spawn, but because he's the one that has to live with it after.
Still, it's not all doom and gloom. Karlach gives him a final, hopeful squeeze of his arms before letting him go and rummaging around for something -- dried fruit, Gale's leftovers. Finding something with a fair amount of meet, Karlach settles and begins to tear into it. )
I missed you. I mean, you were back there too, but I missed this. Our treehouse and not having to worry. ( About her engine. About Astarion shriveling up and burning to dust in the sun. Little things like that. ) It's nice.
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( To help him face Cazador. To be there when he has to make that decision on whether or not he's going to damn his soul or save it. Whatever he picks -- well, Karlach knows what she wants him to do. But it wouldn't be fair to him to make that decision for him. He has to do it on his own.
Astarion deserves the choice. Not only because he's been robbed of one ever since becoming a spawn, but because he's the one that has to live with it after.
Still, it's not all doom and gloom. Karlach gives him a final, hopeful squeeze of his arms before letting him go and rummaging around for something -- dried fruit, Gale's leftovers. Finding something with a fair amount of meet, Karlach settles and begins to tear into it. )
I missed you. I mean, you were back there too, but I missed this. Our treehouse and not having to worry. ( About her engine. About Astarion shriveling up and burning to dust in the sun. Little things like that. ) It's nice.