[ What a wonder, to see more and more of this Astarion, armour lifted overhead and set aside. Reaching for sentimentality despite prior punishment for any tender act. Every bit of affection that remains is a testament to his character, and Gale has never felt more grateful to anyone for simply existing. ]
You β
[ His gaze startles up, brows hiked, as his beloved stammers, wine-dark eyes open and vulnerable. A renewed flush splashes up his cheeks, deepened by the mere thought of Astarion crafting the wreath with his careful, elegant hands β thiefβs hands, tailorβs hands β for Gale to find. He might have fallen to nerves, treating this as a test of his mettle like so much of what Mystra asked of him, if not for the halting, sentimental nature of the request. A holy mandate still.
Gale flips their hands, fingers threaded. ]
Iβll find it.
[ With a deft twist of his other hand, he casts a prestidigitation cantrip to rid the dirt from their fingertips. Essential, when touching something so precious, knuckles brushing under Astarionβs chin, tilting it up to kiss the uncertainty from his mouth. ]
Shall I bring it back to you? [ Repeated assurance, murmured as their noses brush. ] Or will you accompany me on my journey?
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You β
[ His gaze startles up, brows hiked, as his beloved stammers, wine-dark eyes open and vulnerable. A renewed flush splashes up his cheeks, deepened by the mere thought of Astarion crafting the wreath with his careful, elegant hands β thiefβs hands, tailorβs hands β for Gale to find. He might have fallen to nerves, treating this as a test of his mettle like so much of what Mystra asked of him, if not for the halting, sentimental nature of the request. A holy mandate still.
Gale flips their hands, fingers threaded. ]
Iβll find it.
[ With a deft twist of his other hand, he casts a prestidigitation cantrip to rid the dirt from their fingertips. Essential, when touching something so precious, knuckles brushing under Astarionβs chin, tilting it up to kiss the uncertainty from his mouth. ]
Shall I bring it back to you? [ Repeated assurance, murmured as their noses brush. ] Or will you accompany me on my journey?