[Astarion can see how this upsets Gale, and it gnaws at him. He brings both hands up, cradling Gale's face in his grasp, gentle. He wants to reassure Gale, to set his mind at ease, to promise him that he won't need to worry over what might become of them.]

Then I would protect you, dearest. I could turn you with me, share my power with you. We would have no need to fear anything, ever.