Well-matched, and on the same footing. I'll be glad to carry those burdens for as long as you'll have me.

[And he hopes 'as long as you'll have me' is longer than fate would have it, given the nigh insurmountable odds they're up against at all times these days. He basks in that touch for just a moment longer, the cool touch of Astarion's skin never failing to send a shiver through him.]

I suppose we should finish up here.