Astarion lies on the blanket inside his tent, taking in the surroundings with the sight of a cat. His red eyes scanning the area and what the others are up to. The other members of the party are apparently taking it much lighter than he does, as the ones affected take the opportunity to merely make this a new experience and take a break from the tense situation before the wild magic incident, now that the fight is over. Most of them seem to be laughing, joking, and enjoying the antics of it all, but the high elf can't care less. He is simply annoyed... The humor of the situation is entirely lost on Astarion, as he grumbles about being forced into this form, annoyed and grumpy with life's latest turn of events. His tail swishing back and forth in an angry manner.

Of course he just has to wait til the effects wear off- but until then they'd not get anything done...