[ There's something uncanny about Astarion's presence as a whole, though Cid hasn't quite put his finger on what it is. He hasn't thought about it too much as yet, in truth, preoccupied as he is with their current circumstances. ]
That's what the boat's for. Keeps you nice and dry with a gentle rocking motion. It's like being a wee babe in your mum's arms. [ This is, in every way, a complete fabrication. The sarcasm in his tone says as much. ] Unless you fancy hanging around here to see how long it takes for you to turn as well — or perhaps we can invite the hoards around for a cup of tea, eh? Negotiate with them? Ask if they'll kindly not rip us all to pieces before Barnabas ships them all to Storm?
[ Cid scoffs and folds his arms, tension setting his back and shoulders straight.
It's not Astarion he's angry with, really. He would be lying if he said he didn't feel a shiver of the same fear echoed in his own heart. For a man who isn't even military, Astarion is keeping it together well enough.
The problem is — he's right. It's a foolish plan. Though Astarion might be the last survivor in all of Ash and, besides that, a friend — Cid will doom him to his death if they go through with it.
Cid looks away, from the window and Astarion both. ] Decades we worked side by side... If I can't get through this madness that's taken hold of him, who else is there? Is a madman responsible for all of this, or the fool who let him do it? I can't just leave.
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That's what the boat's for. Keeps you nice and dry with a gentle rocking motion. It's like being a wee babe in your mum's arms. [ This is, in every way, a complete fabrication. The sarcasm in his tone says as much. ] Unless you fancy hanging around here to see how long it takes for you to turn as well — or perhaps we can invite the hoards around for a cup of tea, eh? Negotiate with them? Ask if they'll kindly not rip us all to pieces before Barnabas ships them all to Storm?
[ Cid scoffs and folds his arms, tension setting his back and shoulders straight.
It's not Astarion he's angry with, really. He would be lying if he said he didn't feel a shiver of the same fear echoed in his own heart. For a man who isn't even military, Astarion is keeping it together well enough.
The problem is — he's right. It's a foolish plan. Though Astarion might be the last survivor in all of Ash and, besides that, a friend — Cid will doom him to his death if they go through with it.
Cid looks away, from the window and Astarion both. ] Decades we worked side by side... If I can't get through this madness that's taken hold of him, who else is there? Is a madman responsible for all of this, or the fool who let him do it? I can't just leave.