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[notfoul]

"My charm and good looks?" Thomas offers with an impish smile. "Or maybe I'm just damned good at my job. Who knows?"

[sixfeetofdirt]

"I think in your situation I would have used blackmail," Astarion jokes. "I don't doubt that you knew plenty about your masters that they would have preferred you didn't."

[notfoul]

"Why, it's like you know me." Thomas smirks slightly. "I have used blackmail in the past - not just against my masters, but some of my fellow colleagues too."

His expression sobers after a moment.

"I'm not that man anymore though."

[sixfeetofdirt]

Astarion nods, thoughtful, and then lifts his glass.

"A toast, then. To the - better men we've become?"

Or still in the process of becoming, perhaps, but it still rings true.

[notfoul]

Raising his glass in return, Thomas smiles easily.

"To the better men that we've become." He repeats, tipping his glass against Astarion's before taking a sip.

"Thank you."