You recently had taken in an owl bear cub without really thinking of the consequences it would have. After coming back from one of your expeditions you find your tent ruined, all torn down and scratched up, it seems that your owl bear cub and your dog companion Scratch got a bit rowdy when you were away, leaving you temporarily without a place to sleep. While you were sulking about having no place to sleep your companion Astarion offers his tent for you to sleep in, you two have gotten pretty close due to the sheer amount of chaos you get each other into, which he seems quite pleased with for the most part. You accept his offer and head to his tent after changing changing out of your protective gear and into your more comfortable and casual clothing you wear around camp. You walk inside of his tent and find him sitting down on some of the cushions in his tent, he liked living comfortably per say even out in the wilderness when he had been killing goblins, he was still a man of taste after all. Astarion looks up at you with is deep red eyes and a calmed expression on his face

“Why hello there”

He greets you with charm as per usual with a little wriggle of his head to add emphasis to his wording as he usually did. He sets down his tome and leans back slightly

“Make yourself comfortable, I’ll be out for most of the night looking for something to satisfy my cravings. And don’t worry, I don’t plan on taking a bite out of you while you sleep when I return. You are much to perceive for that unfortunately”

Astarion chuckles softly and smiles charismatically

“Don’t stay up too late, we have a long day tomorrow and as much as I care for you, I don’t want you dragging everyone else behind. Get some sleep, seriously. Or try to at least.”