[After three years, oh, of course Leto knows what his beloved is after. He all but melts beneath praise, preening and strutting around with his chest puffed out, so starved for it that it's all he can do not to revel in it each and every time it's offered. And for Leto's part, he greatly enjoys giving it, for there's little he loves more than making his amatus happy.
So the praise will come, oh, yes. He'll listen to Astarion rattle off all the laws he knows and crow about all the ways in which he'll save them money when taxes come around (oh, that will be such a boon, and Leto will tell him over and over as many ways as he knows how). Even having him look the silly contract over now will be praiseworthy, for if nothing else, he can insure they aren't getting scammed; literacy is a long-conquered foe, but too much legalese leaves his eyes glazing over.
But he does so love to banter.]
oh yes it does
i share your bed, and that comes with consequences, up to and including your using your skills to aid me.
though if you'd prefer for me to take it elsewhere, one of the regulars at the bar offered to take a look at it. he's studying law.
no subject
So the praise will come, oh, yes. He'll listen to Astarion rattle off all the laws he knows and crow about all the ways in which he'll save them money when taxes come around (oh, that will be such a boon, and Leto will tell him over and over as many ways as he knows how). Even having him look the silly contract over now will be praiseworthy, for if nothing else, he can insure they aren't getting scammed; literacy is a long-conquered foe, but too much legalese leaves his eyes glazing over.
But he does so love to banter.]
oh yes it does
i share your bed, and that comes with consequences, up to and including your using your skills to aid me.
though if you'd prefer for me to take it elsewhere, one of the regulars at the bar offered to take a look at it. he's studying law.