'What? No!' is what Astarion would have said if he could actually speak in his current form. He was more than capable of entertaining himself after all and didn't need to be handed off to someone else like an unruly pet. He wasn't a dog, after all. Thrawn wouldn't come back to the room in shambles if he just left Astarion there to try to change back.

His squeaking sounded decidedly irritated as he was handed back to Eli, and he let out a sigh of his own to mirror the human's.

Astarion thought that he knew how Boo felt now. Though Minsc was at least more capable of listening to Boo than Thrawn was of listening to him, it seemed.

The vampire squeaked again and gestured with a wing toward the door- very much a can you believe this? sort of motion.