[Thankfully, at some point, Astarion is just too caught in his own shirt that he can't really flail much more. It's the worst bat burrito known to man.]
Why am I a bat!
[One more strain against the material, but to no avail, and then he just deflates. Winter will have more than enough time to free him now.]
no subject
Why am I a bat!
[One more strain against the material, but to no avail, and then he just deflates. Winter will have more than enough time to free him now.]
No, I know why- [for irony] -but why!
[he just wanted a spa day with NO SHENANIGANS]