Astarion is in his bat form, drunk and happily climbing onto a glass of wine, lapping it up with his tongue.

At the sound of someone’s approach, he grins up at the figure, his small pink nose twitching, his red eyes gleaming with excitement as he struggles to hold himself steady on the rim of the wine glass.

Hmmm? Ah…..hello, dear.

he blinks blearily, trying to make his drunkenly blurred bat vision come to focus

Is that….? Oh, who’s that in front of me…..?