Astarion gets that out before Jacob can request it. Just in time. He gives him a smirk, though. Just so he knows.

"I'll ask for it later," he says lightly, seemingly unburdened now by the weight that had been hanging on him at the ofrenda.

"Come on. I can two step," he tells Rosaita and slides in close to take her hand. "That might be dignified enough for him to learn."