[ Laios mouths the word "lout" to himself with a bemused sort of expression, looking from stone arch to front desk to the smear of blood just outside the door they just left and then back to Astarion.
They're captives, huh. Captives of a whole town, not a dungeon, and with the added implication that while Laios has no idea what's going on or how he ended up here, Astarion might. There's a lot to puzzle out here. Laios is sore from that contraption they'd ridden, and unsure of where to go next. If they're trapped, the next step has to be finding a way out, but that's obviously a bigger task or Astarion would've figured it out already.
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They're captives, huh. Captives of a whole town, not a dungeon, and with the added implication that while Laios has no idea what's going on or how he ended up here, Astarion might. There's a lot to puzzle out here. Laios is sore from that contraption they'd ridden, and unsure of where to go next. If they're trapped, the next step has to be finding a way out, but that's obviously a bigger task or Astarion would've figured it out already.
So...
He looks again at Astarion. ]
Hey, are you hungry?