[His words, reflected right back at him. Underpinning their similarities yet again, at least at their core. Somehow, that feels even more delightfully bracing, and Astarion lets out another laugh. For how heavy this conversation could be, he finds it easy to speak with Winter on it. That's nice.]
Isn't it nice, to have revenge adequately delivered to the bastards who had it coming?
[There's more he could say, of course. He debates whether or not he should divulge the details; that he had felt anything but "nice" after he had stabbed Cazador ceaselessly, overwhelmed by all manner of emotion, not all of it kind. That the victims he had been luring to his palace were treated like imprisoned cattle, for the sake of sacrificing for a ritual. And the ritual itself...
Most days, he's sure he's made the right choice by denying that power. But sometimes, when he's alone and weighted down by an uncertain future, the what ifs still whisper in his ear, taunting.
...Maybe that's a conversation for some other time.]
Though... don't tell Gale this, but I couldn't have done it alone. It was an awful battle. Yours, I hope, was over much more quickly.
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Isn't it nice, to have revenge adequately delivered to the bastards who had it coming?
[There's more he could say, of course. He debates whether or not he should divulge the details; that he had felt anything but "nice" after he had stabbed Cazador ceaselessly, overwhelmed by all manner of emotion, not all of it kind. That the victims he had been luring to his palace were treated like imprisoned cattle, for the sake of sacrificing for a ritual. And the ritual itself...
Most days, he's sure he's made the right choice by denying that power. But sometimes, when he's alone and weighted down by an uncertain future, the what ifs still whisper in his ear, taunting.
...Maybe that's a conversation for some other time.]
Though... don't tell Gale this, but I couldn't have done it alone. It was an awful battle. Yours, I hope, was over much more quickly.