Perhaps she was annoyingly plucky, but he liked that she was direct, mannerly--and yes, lovely to look at. He made no apologies for having an eye for beauty, for enjoying the company of attractive people, for liking pretty things.

"Perhaps it is bold, darling, but perhaps I rather like a bit of boldness," Astarion purred, his smile edging towards flirtatious. "Only a fool would turn down the opportunity for such enchanting company. I might be many things, but a fool? Rarely one of them."