[ he teases right back, his mood seeming to lighten with the promise of a new distraction.
Astarion isn't enticed by any particular display as they walk along the street. He might be a bit of a snob, as well as a traditionalist when it comes to his tastes, he judges the abstracts with particular harshness, picturing a certain artistic type responsible for what amounts to paint splatters assigned (to him) some arbitrary meaning.
So he tries to not appear as though Alucard has shoved a rotten cabbage under his nose when he leads them toward this gallery...
... it's certainly not what he's expecting.
When Alucard glances over he'll find Astarion peering at he statue with a wary sort of curiosity. ]
Well, no one can deny their creativity, I suppose... [ His tone certainly doesn't make it sound like a compliment, but he's still inspecting the five heads. Their features are quite handsome. ]
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[ he teases right back, his mood seeming to lighten with the promise of a new distraction.
Astarion isn't enticed by any particular display as they walk along the street. He might be a bit of a snob, as well as a traditionalist when it comes to his tastes, he judges the abstracts with particular harshness, picturing a certain artistic type responsible for what amounts to paint splatters assigned (to him) some arbitrary meaning.
So he tries to not appear as though Alucard has shoved a rotten cabbage under his nose when he leads them toward this gallery...
... it's certainly not what he's expecting.
When Alucard glances over he'll find Astarion peering at he statue with a wary sort of curiosity. ]
Well, no one can deny their creativity, I suppose... [ His tone certainly doesn't make it sound like a compliment, but he's still inspecting the five heads. Their features are quite handsome. ]