[ He smirks at her response, resisting the urge to laugh. She couldn't make her hesitance any more obvious. He wonders if it's true disinclination or more to do with fear of her own vulnerability. After all, to be the one touching puts you in far more control than to be the one touched. Astarion is acutely aware of this dynamic as he slowly turns, water gently splashing as he exposes his back to her. ]
As you wish, [ he says, only somewhat sarcastic. ]
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As you wish, [ he says, only somewhat sarcastic. ]