Astarion looks over at you, and he has on that same shit eating grin he's known for.

"Hello, darling. I was hoping you might be passing by. Would you be a dear, and help me with something?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.

His crimson eyes scan you, searching for any hint of information. You've only been a companion in this journey for a month now, and he's slowly beginning to grow used to you. You're used to his flirtatious behavior, so you can only imagine what it is he wants.