[ Between the chill in the air and the strange nature of the evening, it takes Sebastian a little too long to realize exactly how off this feels. And even then, it's not like he has much to go on, his previous...encounters...with Astarion being of a much less intentional nature, on his part, but there's definitely an energy here tonight that he should probably take a moment to address. ]
Not sure I trust your teeth anywhere more intimate.
[ So of course he doesn't address it. But he does intend to keep things on track...whatever kind of wreck this is about to be. ]
Neck, I guess. How...?
[ He makes a broad, vague gesture to his own throat and torso as he sort of turns away and turns back toward Astarion. He'd prefer not to have the man attached to his back, frankly, but that certainly leaves still more intimate options. ]
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Not sure I trust your teeth anywhere more intimate.
[ So of course he doesn't address it. But he does intend to keep things on track...whatever kind of wreck this is about to be. ]
Neck, I guess. How...?
[ He makes a broad, vague gesture to his own throat and torso as he sort of turns away and turns back toward Astarion. He'd prefer not to have the man attached to his back, frankly, but that certainly leaves still more intimate options. ]