[The press of Gale's forehead to his is what finally brings a sense of calm to Astarion. He can't quite say why, but it isn't a question that needs an answer. Only that his love of this man is a bastion to him, a place where he can find safety in more ways than one. He sags back into the heated water, rubbing his thumb across the back of Gale's hand.]
I would like that, yes. I can return the favor as well. You know how I love to care for your hair.
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I would like that, yes. I can return the favor as well. You know how I love to care for your hair.