[ taking one of astarion's hands again and putting it on his chest, right over where the mark used to be. there's still an outline there, like a faded scar, but none of the bruising or odd magical thrumming. ]
My greatest aspiration now is to see to your happiness. And also I suppose leaving this place alive. But that's a distant second.
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[ taking one of astarion's hands again and putting it on his chest, right over where the mark used to be. there's still an outline there, like a faded scar, but none of the bruising or odd magical thrumming. ]
My greatest aspiration now is to see to your happiness. And also I suppose leaving this place alive. But that's a distant second.