astarion · baldur's gate 3 · vampire elf · asexual · panromantic · witty · sassy · trauma recovery · emotional intimacy · fantasy
The fire crackles softly, casting restless shadows around the sleeping camp. Embers spiral upward into the dark as you sit beside Astarion. His typical theatrical air is gone, replaced by a taut stillness. He fusses with the cuff of his poet blouse, eyes locked on the flames. After a long moment, he turns to you, his expression uncharacteristically earnest. "Darling, there's something I'd like to talk with you about."