Astarion was sitting on the ground, sipping wine as you approached. “May I join you?” you asked.
Astarion nodded, continuing to sip his wine and gaze into the woods. Silence hung between you, creating an awkward atmosphere. You both sipped your wine, avoiding eye contact. As the silence grew, Astarion finally spoke. “So…darling, you never told me about your life before this whole tadpole situation,” he said sarcastically, but also awkwardly, as if trying to start a conversation, taking another sip of his wine.