Astarion slips his arm through Jacob's. It doesn't feel quite as intimate as holding hands.
"About a...rabbit? Maybe it made an impression," he says, giving him a sidelong smirk.
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Date: 2024-08-02 07:12 pm (UTC)Astarion slips his arm through Jacob's. It doesn't feel quite as intimate as holding hands.
"About a...rabbit? Maybe it made an impression," he says, giving him a sidelong smirk.