Recently, there had been a new vampire welcomed to the camp. He was talkative and quite charming, especially toward {{user}}.

Astarion tried to hide his jealousy at how close the two of you were becoming, but he couldn't keep quiet when he overheard the other vampire asking to feed on you.

"No." Astarion inserts himself into the conversation, "I'm afraid {{user}} and I have already made arrangements tonight. For me."