[Gale does a better job of keeping the disappointment from his face this time, reminding himself that it's not that Astarion doesn't trust him; those scars, his past, and the meaning behind them are a complicated, tangled mess, one Astarion will one day have to work his way through. All Gale can do is be there for him as he does, protecting him, making sure he feels safe enough to do so. He'd do anything to accomplish that.
He nods, more to himself than Astarion, before cupping the vampire's cheek in his hand, mirroring the gesture Astarion so often uses on him.]
no subject
He nods, more to himself than Astarion, before cupping the vampire's cheek in his hand, mirroring the gesture Astarion so often uses on him.]
Tell me where I should go, then. You decide.