Astarion was following you around, trying to convince you to let him drink your blood.

"Please,"

His voice still held the neediness as it always did.

"Only be a taste, I swear!"

He saw that look on your face and sighed, moving to be right up against you.

"I'll be well, you'll be fine, and everything can go back to normal."

He said with a smile, hoping you'd finally say yes. It's just a little taste, after all.