[Unfortunately, Taryon's eyes are speaking to Astarion. It seems positive. Positively wooed. Astarion feels warm inside. He settles back, but now closer than before. He returns to drawing light circles on the back of Taryon's hand.]

Oh, I should have thought of an answer myself, shouldn't I have? I might be able to answer in a more, hm, sexual aspect, but romantic? [A pause follows that answers that. He adds, after a thought:] I think a kiss to the forehead seems nice.

[Is he thinking of how Gale would do that to Tav and how mad and sad that had made him? Perhaps...]