He helped to ease him down, handed the basket off, and then took Viktor's hand so he could settle beside him on the blanket.
"When did you eat last?" He asked, worry creasing his brow. He knew too well how easy it was to lose oneself in a project and forget to eat for... a day or two. Listen.
He pulled the wine and glasses out first and set them aside so he could start arranging the food. A handful of finger sandwiches — cucumber and cream cheese, various cold cuts and cheese, and a vegetarian option because, oops, he realized he hadn't asked Viktor of any preferences — and a charcuterie board crafted at the winery that Astarion's crew had been kind enough to have prepped for him, full of various crackers, fruit, cheese, nuts and meats. "I hope you are not allergic to anything."
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"When did you eat last?" He asked, worry creasing his brow. He knew too well how easy it was to lose oneself in a project and forget to eat for... a day or two. Listen.
He pulled the wine and glasses out first and set them aside so he could start arranging the food. A handful of finger sandwiches — cucumber and cream cheese, various cold cuts and cheese, and a vegetarian option because, oops, he realized he hadn't asked Viktor of any preferences — and a charcuterie board crafted at the winery that Astarion's crew had been kind enough to have prepped for him, full of various crackers, fruit, cheese, nuts and meats. "I hope you are not allergic to anything."