"Asking me to come along to be poked and prodded isn't much of a gift for a second date, you know," Astarion said, easing up a little on the anger to school his features and his tone back into something more easygoing. Plenty of people in the Elfsong had seen him around by now, after all. Certainly seen him around enough to have an image of him in their mind as someone with a quick and easy smile and plenty of wit.

Last thing he wanted was to draw attention by being visibly upset for longer than a few moments.

"That's not a no, by the way. More of a what can you do for me in return."

He certainly didn't let people poke, prod, or ask him questions for free.