[ Alucard is, as usual, correct in his read. On top of that, Astarion had yet to make apologies for any of the collateral damage he's caused - let alone acknowledge that such a thing may or may not have occurred multiple times in the centuries long maelstrom that was his wrecked marriage.
He does, after a long moment and a deep sigh, sit up - although he does not get out of bed just yet. There's something performative about his protests and his petulance, as though he going through the motions of his own behaviors out of habit, but Alucard might sense a disconnect. A lack of commitment. Or, worse, a lack of direction - because were he to allow himself to actually get up and do something about the way he's been thrown between fits of rage and sinking into despondency, he might actually lash out and do intentional damage somewhere. Not to Alucard, who could handle him in his violence, but to someone or somewhere that might not bear a raging god without breaking. ]
I suppose. [ he finally answers, eyeing his put upon friend and squashing a very sudden and unwanted wave of guilt. He didn't force himself into Alucard's space, and he's followed his 'rules'. He has no reason to feel guilty. Instead, he lets mockery slip into his tone. ]
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He does, after a long moment and a deep sigh, sit up - although he does not get out of bed just yet. There's something performative about his protests and his petulance, as though he going through the motions of his own behaviors out of habit, but Alucard might sense a disconnect. A lack of commitment. Or, worse, a lack of direction - because were he to allow himself to actually get up and do something about the way he's been thrown between fits of rage and sinking into despondency, he might actually lash out and do intentional damage somewhere. Not to Alucard, who could handle him in his violence, but to someone or somewhere that might not bear a raging god without breaking. ]
I suppose. [ he finally answers, eyeing his put upon friend and squashing a very sudden and unwanted wave of guilt. He didn't force himself into Alucard's space, and he's followed his 'rules'. He has no reason to feel guilty. Instead, he lets mockery slip into his tone. ]
What shall it be - are we to have a picnic, then?