"Because I'm certain graduation involves something along the lines of my feeling remorseful for what I did. And I don't. And cannot imagine a time when I might," he explains. "I did what was necessary. No more. No less."
"What are your current plans for the future?" Corvo's are simply to give up and expire because he's feeling particularly dramatic, but that usually fades.
"I thought so too," Astarion says briskly. "Unfortunately, burning him
right out of my city is also going to mean killing my 'siblings'. The
others he's turned. I don't relish the idea, but - needs must."
"Oh, I don't think so. Maybe I'm supposed to just go scuttling back into the shadows again, or - find some perfect third option where only the wicked need suffer."
"Well, my friend, for what little my opinion is worth, you're not wrong." He gestures around them. "It's simple to judge our choices when they aren't the ones who have lived the reasons."
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Astarion tilts his head thoughtfully and then bounces his own question back at him:
"Why not?"
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"Ah, yes. I'm probably in the same boat - no pun intended. Remorse for the past and some very different plans for the future."
He rolls his eyes.
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"Oh, going home and destroying the fetid nest of the man who made me a vampire and destroyed my life," Astarion says lightly.
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"I thought so too," Astarion says briskly. "Unfortunately, burning him right out of my city is also going to mean killing my 'siblings'. The others he's turned. I don't relish the idea, but - needs must."
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"Does that make it better? That you don't want to?"
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"Oh, I don't think so. Maybe I'm supposed to just go scuttling back into the shadows again, or - find some perfect third option where only the wicked need suffer."
He's rolling his eyes even as he says it.
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"Precisely. And frankly, I'm a little sick of being the one on the altar," Astarion says, sourly.
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