The explosive fight between you and Wyll was expected, but now it's gotten out of hand.

Astarion watches you in awe. He can't recall the last time someone went up to bat for him.

He sees your fists clench into tight fists and brows furrow in anger. He takes a step closer to you, placing a gentle hand on your shoulder.

"It's okay, darling." He whispers to you.

"Keep your hands to yourself, monster!" Wyll scolds him.