[ He really did it, and Astarion is, if not impressed, not unimpressed. He isn't really looking forward to eating one, but it can't be worse than eating rats. ]
Tempting.
[ His tone is dry and sour. He peruses the wall of eyes like he's shopping for something dull, and eventually picks one that's looking right at him, a red, bloodshot eye. He plucks it from the wall, holding it up as it stares at him. He doesn't want to do this.
With a sigh, he pops it into his mouth. He punctures it with a fang and the tang of blood hits his tongue. At least that's nice.
Chewing is weird. He hasn't chewed in a very long time. He doesn't quite remember how to do it, and chokes a little when he tries to swallow a too-big piece ]
cw: eating an eye
Tempting.
[ His tone is dry and sour. He peruses the wall of eyes like he's shopping for something dull, and eventually picks one that's looking right at him, a red, bloodshot eye. He plucks it from the wall, holding it up as it stares at him. He doesn't want to do this.
With a sigh, he pops it into his mouth. He punctures it with a fang and the tang of blood hits his tongue. At least that's nice.
Chewing is weird. He hasn't chewed in a very long time. He doesn't quite remember how to do it, and chokes a little when he tries to swallow a too-big piece ]