Drunk? Max frowns, perplexed. In his world, vampires only get drunk if they drink from someone who is. But Astarion isn't from his world. The rules can be and often are different.
"Maybe he was?" That's the best Max can do, with a shrug. "He might have gotten a little carried away with a feeding."
There's a brief flutter of worry that something similar to what happened with Quentin could have happened again. But, no. Astarion had better control now. And he wasn't starved anymore. And they were near the wilds so... maybe he got an owlbear or something? Shit, what if he drank something poisonous to him?
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Date: 2021-08-18 06:00 pm (UTC)"Maybe he was?" That's the best Max can do, with a shrug. "He might have gotten a little carried away with a feeding."
There's a brief flutter of worry that something similar to what happened with Quentin could have happened again. But, no. Astarion had better control now. And he wasn't starved anymore. And they were near the wilds so... maybe he got an owlbear or something? Shit, what if he drank something poisonous to him?
"Did you talk to him? Where is he now?"