I'm sorry, was I out of line for finding it startling that the guest my boyfriend had over was someone that he fooled around with at a party? [Was he not allowed to have any sort of feeling about that? Yes, he had been eying Johnny when he saw him in the room before he even remembered who he was, but it wasn't as if he had laid in with the cattiness or secretly mouthing death threats to the man behind Taryon's back.

He stands, gathering up his kit.]

If I'm the problem here, I'll take my leave. It's not my home, after all, and far be it for me to dictate myself Taryon's keeper. [He looks at Taryon.] I have no reason not to trust you.

[And it's true, Astarion doesn't. Taryon liesexaggerates his tales, but he isn't, well, he's not like Astarion.]

Goodbye.