Gods, I'd entirely forgotten that little wrinkle to our tale.

[He pulls back just enough to look Gale in the eye, brows furrowed with his lips drawn into a tight frown.]

She's not allowed to tell you to take your life again. I won't allow it. If she so much as tries, I'm having words with her.

Hells, it's an insult that she even thinks you'd answer to her beck and call after what she's asked of you. She should feel blessed that you would even deign to grace her with your presence.

[Astarion is deeply unafraid to be a catty bitch to Gale's ex, even if she is a goddess.]