[ this is terrible first (fake) date conversation, but Astarion is asking so. he will answer. ]

My entire life until that point had been nothing but the study of magic, its workings and its miracles. Before I could even walk, I was immersed in the Weave.

It was - and still is - the most beautiful thing I have ever known. Perhaps looking back upon it, it was always true that it was her creation I loved, though at that time it was difficult to separate her from the Weave itself. When I was in her presence, I could only think of that love. But what a mortal feels as love is not the same as what a god conceives of love, though as a very young man, I could not tell the difference.