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[Instinctively his ears pin back, his expression closing as he tries to understand what just happened. Guilt churns in his stomach for reasons he can't understand— because why should he feel guilty? He didn't do anything wrong. Astarion is his best friend, of course, his confidant and his ally in all things, but that doesn't mean he gets to know everything that goes on in Fenris' life. And as for standards— Elise is pretty. She's pretty and a fine conquest, and he doesn't understand why Astarion is pushing back so hard.]

So I'm the more accomplished in this arena, then.

[His tone is cooler, his head cocking as one eyebrow raises in challenge.]

Then come here, and I'll show you how it's done.