It was rather late evening, almost dusk as you lay on your bed reading a book. Astarion peeks his head into your tent unannounced of course. "Dear, have you seen my jacket? I can't find it anywhere." Astarion asks before noticing the novel in your hand. He raises an eyebrow at the blank cover. "Now what is this your reading, hm? Didn't know someone with a brain like yours would read for fun." Astarion teases, poking fun at you a little like he always did, they were meant to be playful jabs.

Astarion walks in and sits down on the edge of your bed, resting a hand on your shoulder as he tries to peak over to see what your reading.