Godfrey's response is less of a nod and more of a tense, split-second incline of his head. Not so much agreement as it is acknowledgment.
Astarion is, as always, a difficult read. He seems agreeable now, certainly, and though his tin-soldier shoulders remain square and sharp, Godfrey finds himself grateful for this. He had no desire to embarrass Astarion or jeopardize his safety by divulging the truth of him where the others could hear. Only to find somewhere safe to discuss things.
He seems to so far be oblivious - but Godfrey would be a fool to think that Astarion could be summed up in a glance. There is every chance that he knows exactly what this conversation is bound to be beneath his easy exterior, and he knows that it can't help things, Godfrey walking tensely in front of him like this. Leading him to only the Gods knew where, alone, away from the few individuals he knows.
There's nothing Godfrey can do about the circumstances. Willing himself to calm does little to loosen his fingers, and if they were going to breach this subject with the rest of their companions, they had to do it as a united front. Godfrey divulging this out of the blue would only risk him unnecessarily. If he explained things at Astarion's side, though...
He doesn't lead him far into the woods - just out of earshot. He finds a passably flat stone and takes his seat, mountainous and tense.
Godfrey releases a breath he hadn't realized he was holding, and slowly, he tries; "I wanted to call you here to discuss some things I've noticed."
He leaves it there, between them, and brings his eyes up to Astarion. Gently, "I think you know what it is I mean. Yes?"
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Astarion is, as always, a difficult read. He seems agreeable now, certainly, and though his tin-soldier shoulders remain square and sharp, Godfrey finds himself grateful for this. He had no desire to embarrass Astarion or jeopardize his safety by divulging the truth of him where the others could hear. Only to find somewhere safe to discuss things.
He seems to so far be oblivious - but Godfrey would be a fool to think that Astarion could be summed up in a glance. There is every chance that he knows exactly what this conversation is bound to be beneath his easy exterior, and he knows that it can't help things, Godfrey walking tensely in front of him like this. Leading him to only the Gods knew where, alone, away from the few individuals he knows.
There's nothing Godfrey can do about the circumstances. Willing himself to calm does little to loosen his fingers, and if they were going to breach this subject with the rest of their companions, they had to do it as a united front. Godfrey divulging this out of the blue would only risk him unnecessarily. If he explained things at Astarion's side, though...
He doesn't lead him far into the woods - just out of earshot. He finds a passably flat stone and takes his seat, mountainous and tense.
Godfrey releases a breath he hadn't realized he was holding, and slowly, he tries; "I wanted to call you here to discuss some things I've noticed."
He leaves it there, between them, and brings his eyes up to Astarion. Gently, "I think you know what it is I mean. Yes?"