[Well, there's no hope in hiding it when she hits it so cleanly on the head like that. Astarion looks guilty, crestfallen a moment before shaking his head.]
Not in two centuries. Not—the family that gave me my name.
[The words are deliberately chosen, as if Astarion isn't sure how to refer to them: bloodless and undead as he is.]
no subject
Not in two centuries. Not—the family that gave me my name.
[The words are deliberately chosen, as if Astarion isn't sure how to refer to them: bloodless and undead as he is.]