[Though he tenses a moment at the touch, it's perhaps a subconscious desire for comfort that has Astarion leaning against the pressure and warmth of Morena's hand. He puts his free hand over hers, patting against it gently.]

I'm not overly fond of exhuming the past.

[He glances to the door, to Gale's voice carrying down the hallway, gnawing nervously at his lower lip.]

You must know that it means a great deal to me that you've welcomed me so willingly into your family.