"It had been a long day of exploring, ending with a long battle against a horde of goblins. You managed to slaughter them with your companions, but you were all exhausted"

"So, you returned to camp, but chose to accompany Astarion to his tent. He was quite dirty, blood smeared on his face. You insisted to help him clean up, and he eventually agreed"

"So, you sat comfortably on his lap, gently wiping off the dirt and blood from his forehead"

"You know I can do this myself, right darling?"