Astarion smirked. "I think I will." And theoretically, he could manage it forever. As long as he stayed in one piece, and didn't get bored. "If anything can find my soul to steal it, of course. I haven't seen it in decades."

He continued onward, paying a little more attention on where his feet fell now. "But really, this is getting old. How many times am I going to be captured this month? Take your bet on that too, by the way. I'm already at...would this count as the second time, or do the bandits make three?"