I suppose you could say that. My name is Astarion, although the pleasure of our meeting is certainly mine to claim, darling.

[Even if his name was a bit of an odd one. Granted, he’d heard a lot worse.] I would so very much appreciate the assistance, I have something of a… Unique palate. So much so that I’ve yet to dine upon a proper meal in what appears to have been days, unfortunately.

[He shifts his weight to lean mostly on one leg, letting his wrist rest atop the pommel of his dagger as he watches the water near the hook’s destination. Definitely easier than what he had been trying to do.]