"I'm probably going to try to seduce you," Cayden says.

...What? "Alright!" he says brightly. "People don't usually announce that."

"Well, you're a wizard. Wizards tend to miss the process of being seduced, so it's important to be clear."

Hey, he's been seduced before! He's seduced people himself, even! "--fair point."

Lae'zel is experiencing some sort of emotion about the fact that Cayden is not focusing on the war and instead on flirting with the wizard.

She's not going to look too closely though. 

He's playing with her hair. He can multitask!

"If you don't want to be seduced, you should say so. Or if you have preferences for your seduction."

He now has a puddle of Lae'zel.

"I'm not averse, certainly not! And I am... available. I just didn't expect it so soon?"

"Well, I'm not seducing you," Cayden points out. "I am notifying you that you might be seduced at some point in the future. Completely different."

He pats Cayden on the shoulder. "I will keep that distinction in mind."

"Have much experience in being seduced?"

He's just going to hope people will think his face is bright red because of the alcohol. "I have some. ...Mystra, uh, chose me."

"Pull the other one."

"If I was lying, why wouldn't I pick a more plausible one?"

"Can someone tell the person from another planet what that means?"

"The goddess of magic." ... her artifact is now in the possession of a Chosen of Mystra. This is going to be difficult to work around.

"Mistress of the Weave and the Weave herself," he says wistfully.

Nethys fucks????

"You are significantly more normal than the last person I met with an intimate relationship with the god of magic."

"I will take that in the complimentary spirit it is intended."

"You have yet to tell me that I should get sober or I'm really going to regret it when I ascend to godhood."

"I didn't realise you had such high ambition."

"Of course not. Can you imagine? What would I even be the god of, terrible decisionmaking?"

"God of rampant flirtation?"

"God of crashing ships?"