[Astarion can't help it now that it's his turn— he laughs, slapping his tiny hand against the countertop, delighted not to be alone in suffering.]
I told you! [He barks— ] I told you!! [ —cut short by the next pause in the music, somehow worried his yelling is the reason for it (like any child tends to assume), and when the next round of bickering starts, he whispers: ]
Well what are we supposed to do with the rest of this stuff now?
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I told you! [He barks— ] I told you!! [ —cut short by the next pause in the music, somehow worried his yelling is the reason for it (like any child tends to assume), and when the next round of bickering starts, he whispers: ]
Well what are we supposed to do with the rest of this stuff now?
We can't drink it.