[ Astarion gives another sharp but genuine laugh at the agreement, serious or not, but most of his attention is still on the work in front of him - until Alucard asks his question.

He frowns, taking a small step back from the artwork and folding his arms over his chest. ]

For about as long as I can remember. [ He says this with a shrug because, well, any statement about memory from him is a loaded one. His gaze turns distant, frown deepening. ] Our master wouldn't have us stalking around the streets looking completely haggard, mind you - [ an eye roll, followed by a scowl ] - but any minor repairs needed had to be done by my own hand. So, I learned. And... enjoyment did follow, eventually...

[ A hobby, although it's difficult to call it one. ]