[After their last conversation, Gale was of the mind that Astarion might avoid him for the time being, or even consider never speaking to him again, save for when absolutely necessary. He's a little surprised when the vampire walks right up to his tent uninvited - pleasantly so, of course, as it gives him the opportunity to do better than before, to mend what little rapport they had. He was just getting ready to settle down and do some reading of a certain necromantic tome; he instead leaves it closed and gives Astarion a polite - if uncertain - nod in greeting.]

It went as well as could be expected. She's headed back to Waterdeep, none the wiser that I'm one step away from death's door at any given moment... including right now, I suppose.