He listens with mounting horror, holding Astarion's gaze the entire time. His eyes are red. Is that normal? How do you steal someone's life to save them, and then make them into a slave? Is he still under this man's power, or does being here mean he's safe?
Those are all probably the right questions to ask, but Laios' vaguely horrified mind zeroes in on one thing, and it's out of his mouth before he thinks to stop it. ]
What did the rats taste like?
[ Thankfully, at this precise moment, he has just enough tact to flush and realize that was probably not— it's not the point. ]
Sorry. That sounds... awful. It's pretty impressive that you made it through something like that.
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He listens with mounting horror, holding Astarion's gaze the entire time. His eyes are red. Is that normal? How do you steal someone's life to save them, and then make them into a slave? Is he still under this man's power, or does being here mean he's safe?
Those are all probably the right questions to ask, but Laios' vaguely horrified mind zeroes in on one thing, and it's out of his mouth before he thinks to stop it. ]
What did the rats taste like?
[ Thankfully, at this precise moment, he has just enough tact to flush and realize that was probably not— it's not the point. ]
Sorry. That sounds... awful. It's pretty impressive that you made it through something like that.