[A shiver runs across Astarion's skin at the first touch. Gale's touched him countless times but there's a difference in the quality of his touch this time. A difference in how Gale looks upon him.
He returns his right arm yo his side, extending the left with the same grace as before.]
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He returns his right arm yo his side, extending the left with the same grace as before.]
What a good little pet you are, darling.