Good Astarion. [Does he sound pleased about that choice of words? Because make no mistake, he absolutely is:] My my. That’s not an adjective I hear too often in regards to mine own self.

I'm doing just fine, my dear.

...well, fine as can be, considering the constant irritation we’ve faced as of late.

But braver souls are on the case, I think. At least I hope they are. [Never mind that, though.]

So that aside, what can I do for you, darling? Surely you didn’t call just to check in.