[As Astarion strokes his chest, Gale can't help but think that he was right: maybe he should be the big spoon from now on.]

I think it would be nice to celebrate with them, for a time. We can always come back to the pillow talk, now that we'll be sharing a tent.

[He puts a hand atop Astarion's.]

Besides, I've worked up quite an appetite tonight. Wouldn't be good to sleep on an empty stomach.