[HELP she's going to hit astarion with a stick down boy

anyway, that makes her laugh again, and she does little squirmy motions when he kisses her neck, pleased.]

You won't hear me complain. [she hums. it's almost a purr, if she could do that.] Maybe we just stay here the rest of the day, even. I could sleep for an age, like a dragon or something.

[a beat, and then giggling:] And my dragon hoard is you! Big pile of gold, but better.