[ Is Astarion going to sneak into Gale's room to check his notes later, maybe, maybe not. (Is he touched by Gale asking, maybe.) ]
They actually serve carafes of blood at mealtimes, if you can believe it.
[ Though he's partaken only sparingly — blood being served without any hint of its provenance is the kind of gift horse it's perhaps worth looking in the mouth. (He thinks of Hawk, then, too — of Matt's offer of blood. Not that he's taken either of them up on it, yet, but it seems like only a matter of time.) ]
I've made do.
What of yourself? Your appetite was once rather unconventional.
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They actually serve carafes of blood at mealtimes, if you can believe it.
[ Though he's partaken only sparingly — blood being served without any hint of its provenance is the kind of gift horse it's perhaps worth looking in the mouth. (He thinks of Hawk, then, too — of Matt's offer of blood. Not that he's taken either of them up on it, yet, but it seems like only a matter of time.) ]
I've made do.
What of yourself? Your appetite was once rather
unconventional.