The vampire hums and clucks his tongue softly. "Combust? Tsk. I didn't think we'd gotten nearly that far along. Wait until I actually start trying."

As she drifts away, putting that distance between them once again, Astarion relaxes his stance. It's clearly not discomfort, not with her bravely wading into this particular conversational pool.

"Of course this is all hypothetical. For the moment."