[Small blessings for Gale to give him the out, to bring them back around to what Astarion had wanted out of this entire encounter. But one word catches Astarion like a hook, abruptly pulling him from his anger, his past, all of it. His gaze searches Gale again, trying to find if it was just a slip of a tongue or something more.]
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"We" can worry about that, is it?