A ban? She actually— [No of course that's how it must've played out 'good bye, we're done, piss off and never come back' etc, etc, etc. And while the sight of a catastrophic break-up is nothing new by Astarion's standards, he does imagine hers are more potent than most.]

She didn't ban me, shockingly. Probably should've considered the possibility before I went and got dressed up for the occasion, but...

[Mm. Lucky.]

So. If not swanning your way through the streets, looking like Kirkwall's golden ghost, what are you up to?