[ Oh, Astarion. If you knew how much Xenk extends only to you. There are certainly rules Xenk is breaking, rules that he might truly break for this vampire with whom he has shared so much of himself. The hollowness in Astarion's voice is a warning, and one Xenk intends to rectify. (Not well.) ]

Of course. But if its effect lingers, you need not hasten its passing. I will remain.

[ Xenk very carefully brings that hand up to his lips, placing a gentle kiss on Astarion's knuckles. ]

I must thank you, for allowing me this gift. To care for you.