[Oh, yes, very comforting. Though he suspects that Winter has it handled, all the same — he’s clever enough to figure out how to ride a contraption like this, no matter how many moving parts it has, right?
When the motorbike growls to life, Astarion straightens and does indeed hold on tight.]
Let’s see how this thing handles, shall we— aaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAA—
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When the motorbike growls to life, Astarion straightens and does indeed hold on tight.]
Let’s see how this thing handles, shall we— aaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAA—
[There they go.]