[ As grim as the topic at hand may be, the sheer gruesomeness is enough to draw Astarion out of his own brooding. There's a light working its way into his gaze now, a presence that wasn't there before. ]
Tell me, [ he says, head tilting to the side. ] what kind of spell requires an entire limb as a material component, and then more still? It sounds devilish.
[ There's no judgment in Astarion's tone; if anything, he seems positively intrigued. Any why not? Astarion is ever-alert to sources and shifts of power, and even if whatever the stranger had attempted hadn't worked, Astarion knows potential when he sees it. Of course he wants to know more. ]
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Tell me, [ he says, head tilting to the side. ] what kind of spell requires an entire limb as a material component, and then more still? It sounds devilish.
[ There's no judgment in Astarion's tone; if anything, he seems positively intrigued. Any why not? Astarion is ever-alert to sources and shifts of power, and even if whatever the stranger had attempted hadn't worked, Astarion knows potential when he sees it. Of course he wants to know more. ]