[If Morena noticed, she doesn't give it away, giving both Gale and Tara a dubious look. She's about to chastise them for making a mess of her kitchen, but Astarion's quip catches her off-guard, and she finds herself laughing.
Gale takes that as a good sign, smiling as he lets Astarion fuss over him. He keeps his voice low, leaning closer.]
Glad to see she didn't put you through the wringer while I was away.
[By the time Morena quiets to a chuckle, she's already put the mess mostly out of mind.]
Well, I suppose since Tara made the mess, Tara can clean it up. And don't you even offer, Gale - you're a guest now, and I'll not have guests cleaning the kitchen.
[Gale puts up his hands in defeat and takes a seat, helping himself to a slice of the sweet loaf; it tastes exactly as the name would imply, the texture fluffy and soft on the tongue rather than grainy. Morena doesn't bother with a piece for the moment, launching into a story about how a young Gale tried to cook her breakfast once, only for her to wake up to find her stove had been turned into a giant chicken that promptly trapped Gale in the pantry.]
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Gale takes that as a good sign, smiling as he lets Astarion fuss over him. He keeps his voice low, leaning closer.]
Glad to see she didn't put you through the wringer while I was away.
[By the time Morena quiets to a chuckle, she's already put the mess mostly out of mind.]
Well, I suppose since Tara made the mess, Tara can clean it up. And don't you even offer, Gale - you're a guest now, and I'll not have guests cleaning the kitchen.
[Gale puts up his hands in defeat and takes a seat, helping himself to a slice of the sweet loaf; it tastes exactly as the name would imply, the texture fluffy and soft on the tongue rather than grainy. Morena doesn't bother with a piece for the moment, launching into a story about how a young Gale tried to cook her breakfast once, only for her to wake up to find her stove had been turned into a giant chicken that promptly trapped Gale in the pantry.]