[ The questions are general enough that they lull Molly into a sense of faintly amused false security. Which just makes the final question hit all the harder. For once, he loses all sense of artifice to stare blankly back at Astarion, nothing but genuine confusion written on him. ]
Sorry, what?
[ There's something wrong with his blood? That's something he's never heard before, though he supposes he'd have to trust someone who's literally bitten him to know. Which he still hasn't gotten an explanation for either, but nevermind. That can come after he figures out what Astarion is talking about, and considering how often Molly has cause to see his own blood, you would think he'd realize there's something off about it. He's in the middle of trying to work that out when his eyes catch on one of his own dramatically outstretched arms and some of the many, many scars that decorate it and....oh. Oh right.
That.
He clears his throat, trying to paste a smile back on. Far too late now, probably, but one does what one can. ]
Oh dear. Did I forget to mention? I'm afraid I'm terribly cursed, you see. Family problem.
[ That line sounds so much better when he has his swords to hand and he can blame it on them. Ah well. ]
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Sorry, what?
[ There's something wrong with his blood? That's something he's never heard before, though he supposes he'd have to trust someone who's literally bitten him to know. Which he still hasn't gotten an explanation for either, but nevermind. That can come after he figures out what Astarion is talking about, and considering how often Molly has cause to see his own blood, you would think he'd realize there's something off about it. He's in the middle of trying to work that out when his eyes catch on one of his own dramatically outstretched arms and some of the many, many scars that decorate it and....oh. Oh right.
That.
He clears his throat, trying to paste a smile back on. Far too late now, probably, but one does what one can. ]
Oh dear. Did I forget to mention? I'm afraid I'm terribly cursed, you see. Family problem.
[ That line sounds so much better when he has his swords to hand and he can blame it on them. Ah well. ]