[ Oh, he doesn't doubt that many here would happily slay a vampire lord without needing all that much convincing. To that he only gives a dismissive half nod.

Astarion lounges cat-like and relaxed, except for his expression. There's something wistful in his gaze, a little vulnerable when he explains his ask: ]

When we shared visions earlier, I believe that I caught a faint glimpse of myself. I wondered if you might allow me to see through your eyes again.

[ Open her mind and let him in, so that he can see himself as he is right now. ]