[Astarion savors the touch. Not yet skin to skin, but the warmth of Gale's hands still spreads through the cloth. Once Gale's got all the buttons and ties undone, he guides him under the fabric, he wants Gale to do the work, to be gentle with him.]

I have no doubt of it, my dearest. I know no mind more brilliant than yours. If it can be done, you will find a way to do it.