"Yes, it's quite common, and useful," His mouth suddenly felt dry as he watched Astarion fiddle with his hair. Those curls, tracing his long ear. Eli found himself wanting to run his hands through that snow white hair, see if those curls bounced at all. Instead, he kept his hands planted on his knees.

"They can be used to take notes, look at star charts, store information, and all sorts of things." Stars, he sounded like a rambling schoolboy. How was it that this man made him feel like he was a virginal teenager again?