[Fenris is used to Astarion's need to impress, to give the right impressions to anyone who might happen by. The vampire was set on putting forth his best foot at all times. It wasn't a surprise really, Astarion had remade himself from the ground up while Fenris had chosen more to embrace what he was from, not hiding what he once was. Two very different approaches.

He turns to him, hand reaching out to cup Astarion's face gently.]

You were too magnificent for me to mind the lecture. If I could have had you right then, in front of everyone, I would have.

[Sure he knew he didn't own or have claim over him, nor would Fenris want that, Astarion was beautiful as he was, but the blood claim they shared was more important to him than any other.]