[Astarion plays his nerves off with a smile. He's more than used to masking these things over, and really it's nothing that Gale needs to worry himself over. He makes a show of offering Gale his arm, more than happy to make a bit of a show of things.]
We shall, my dear.
[It's a little bit of a walk down to their old campsite near the docks, but Astarion just sees it as a chance to luxuriate in walking about town with a very attractive wizard on his arm. His intended, no less. It's strange to think that an act as simple as wandering the streets he used to lurk in the darkness can have this sort of effect on him. That Gale has this sort of effect on him. There's a smile tugging at the corner of his lips the entire way, and he doesn't see much point in making an effort to hide it.]
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We shall, my dear.
[It's a little bit of a walk down to their old campsite near the docks, but Astarion just sees it as a chance to luxuriate in walking about town with a very attractive wizard on his arm. His intended, no less. It's strange to think that an act as simple as wandering the streets he used to lurk in the darkness can have this sort of effect on him. That Gale has this sort of effect on him. There's a smile tugging at the corner of his lips the entire way, and he doesn't see much point in making an effort to hide it.]