[Indeed he doesn't. By the time Astarion returns, everything is back where it started, from the oil to the blade. Gale even took the time to fill the basin with clean water, just in case. He dares not leave that tent anything but perfect after his faux pas. A part of him wants to chalk it up to Astarion being as dramatic as ever, but it's difficult when said dramatics are aimed at him, and are - most importantly - his fault.
No, Astarion had every right to be angry, and unlike his flirtations, that anger felt real. Real, painful, and incredibly raw in a way that he's rarely seen from the vampire. They don't spend much time in one another's company, unfortunately. And maybe they never will, Gale considers.
He doesn't come over to tell Astarion how his date went, but he leaves a little something for when he returns that he hopes will smooth the waters: a fine bottle of Undermountain Alurlyath.]
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No, Astarion had every right to be angry, and unlike his flirtations, that anger felt real. Real, painful, and incredibly raw in a way that he's rarely seen from the vampire. They don't spend much time in one another's company, unfortunately. And maybe they never will, Gale considers.
He doesn't come over to tell Astarion how his date went, but he leaves a little something for when he returns that he hopes will smooth the waters: a fine bottle of Undermountain Alurlyath.]