[The displeasure in her expression drains at the answer. A wan smile tugs on her lips before she schools her features into something harder.]

Then it would be silly for them to go on without you.

[More precisely, it would be stupid of him to let all of that go if he's telling the truth.

Reiju is not particularly kind. Having said that, she can't ignore those familiar words. She leans forward to grasp Astarion by his arms just below his shoulders in a viselike grip, her palms like metal on him.]

Friends like that don't come around every day. Think hard about what it is that you really want before you take the leap, Mr. Magistrate.

[If she's allowed the contact, she'll summarily pull him out with great strength.]