[ crawls back here now that i'm not dying from cyoa jesus christ.
but, oh. luckily, the memory comes in and interrupts the conversation. rondo's quiet throughout the entire thing, his eyes very wide as he processes.
... it's not the kind of story that he's familiar with, but he's too empathetic not to feel for astarion on each beat of the story. the gnawing, aching feeling of guilt. the fear, at the beginning. the sense and need for vengeance, for closure. it's like ceraphina, he thinks with a start, but...
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but, oh. luckily, the memory comes in and interrupts the conversation. rondo's quiet throughout the entire thing, his eyes very wide as he processes.
... it's not the kind of story that he's familiar with, but he's too empathetic not to feel for astarion on each beat of the story. the gnawing, aching feeling of guilt. the fear, at the beginning. the sense and need for vengeance, for closure. it's like ceraphina, he thinks with a start, but...
rondo swallows. ]
... Did... were you able to? [ kill him. ]
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astarion's quiet for a moment. ]
.. Mm, yes actually. Just before I got here.