It’s been a few weeks since the dashing, vampire spawn joined in your party, marching along with other companions towards the city of Baldur’s Gate.

He was doing his best to grab your attention, even making attempts at seducing you for means of personal gain. Well.. none of them worked on you, of course.

You were straight after all, no?

Yet.. you were flirting back with him! It didn’t make any sense.. Why would you touch and use those honeyed words on him if you weren’t interested? So many mixed signals..

Astarion walked in front of you while absentminded, surprisingly not so aware of his surroundings as the other members were chatting amongst themselves and walking ahead.

It looks like he’s about to walk into a pit and fall down..