[ She does in fact see the tightness confirming her idle suspicions that Godey probably wasn't a very kind person. Not when Astarion sounded like he'd like to skewer him like a piece of meat getting ready to be grilled.

Everyone had a different version of a fairy tale prince didn't they? Speaking of – 
Really, the question about Holst should have been something she should have seen coming from a mile away. Her nose wrinkles slightly before giving Astarion a look that says she can see right through his little innocent act. For that she might just try and let a large leaf that she's pushing aside slap him in the face. ] 

My older brother. He's great, really. Just a little overbearing, overwhelming and amazing as any prodigal son would be. All of my tutors and teachers expected me to be just like him especially because I was a Crest bearer. I just didn't see the point in trying very hard when he's going to be the head of our house some day, you know?

[ All of it is said with the weariness of a little sister. But in the same breath, there's no resentment, no bitter wistfulness for more responsibility. ]