"It's been centuries since I last swam," said Astarion. "I can't even say I remember how."
He gave a sharp, quick little laugh of dismissal. The one he used as a mask, to hide the ever-existent turmoil and fear that loomed beneath.
"I won't let you drown," replied Solara with the faintest hint of a smirk playing at her lips. "One step at a time, little star. We can wait here until you're ready."
"We?" Astarion echoed. "You'd stay with me? Even if it took the entire night?"
Solara smiled. "Even if it takes the rest of this age, I will stay with you."
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