"It's a pleasure, Caleb." Astarion notices the nervousness, that tension, like a prey animal ready to flee at the first sign of fang or claw. The vampire half considers finding out just how little it might take to send this wizard running, but he pockets that idea for the time being.

Instead he summons up his most charming smile. "Of course, of course. I do understand. I've found myself unexpectedly on the road and slogging through the wilderness as well. It's not at all what I'm used to, and it does take its toll, doesn't it?"