[There is certainly something to be said for Morena's warming demeanor towards Astarion and how it's helped to set him at ease in her presence. He can feel himself relaxing into the embrace, feeling safe with the woman, and it's as thrilling as it is unfamiliar. He favors her with a smile as they part, waving off her worry with a flippant gesture.]

You needn't worry yourself over that, my dearest mother-to-be. The flowers look positively stunning.

[He pauses a beat, the unease from before creeping back a moment as his eyes track towards the entryway.]

Just how you managed to track down someone who could source fresh blueshine of all things I can't imagine. But then, I should know better than to doubt your prowess.