Lioriley, even while visibly grimacing, looked fascinated by the description of the illithid, her eyes widening the longer his story went on. Really, Astarion couldn't ask for a better audience in the Lunari; gasping softly when he mentioned the ship, a hand resting over her mouth in shock when he was kidnapped by one of the terrible, terrible tentacles. And this poor man! Having done nothing wrong! How terrible!

"And you were pulled onto their ship." She said, letting her hand drop to the table again. "Then what?how did you manage to escape?" Because obviously he had. Eventually.