[Gale returns that squeeze, knowing that for all the levity he's putting on, Astarion is deadly serious about that remark.
The thought is as heartening as it is heartbreaking. From what Gale knows of Astarion, he knows the spawn has rarely had anything of his own, anything he wanted protect other than himself - and that's when he could protect himself. Gods, he can't imagine what he felt, discovering his lover had been taken, not being able to go right then and there to save him —
To think someone cares for his well-being that much — more than the goddess who asked him to sacrifice himself for her forgiveness — makes Gale's heart flutter anew in his chest. Astarion might never let him out of his sight again, and a part of Gale thinks he'd be perfectly okay with that.
But those are thoughts for another day, for when his fever breaks and his exhaustion is abated.]
I'm trusting you on that.
[He expects to be awoken in time to at least make breakfast, but suspects Astarion will let him sleep for as long as he pleases.]
no subject
The thought is as heartening as it is heartbreaking. From what Gale knows of Astarion, he knows the spawn has rarely had anything of his own, anything he wanted protect other than himself - and that's when he could protect himself. Gods, he can't imagine what he felt, discovering his lover had been taken, not being able to go right then and there to save him —
To think someone cares for his well-being that much — more than the goddess who asked him to sacrifice himself for her forgiveness — makes Gale's heart flutter anew in his chest. Astarion might never let him out of his sight again, and a part of Gale thinks he'd be perfectly okay with that.
But those are thoughts for another day, for when his fever breaks and his exhaustion is abated.]
I'm trusting you on that.
[He expects to be awoken in time to at least make breakfast, but suspects Astarion will let him sleep for as long as he pleases.]