[There it is. He's won Gale over, or at least secured an important victory. The hesitation, the attempt at a diversion, it's just allowed Gale the time needed so that he can convince himself that he wants this. Because it does no good if Gale doesn't want it for himself.
Astarion leans a little closer, gently cupping Gale's cheek in one hand. He lets his voice quiet, to something softer and more intimate.]
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Astarion leans a little closer, gently cupping Gale's cheek in one hand. He lets his voice quiet, to something softer and more intimate.]
May I kiss you, Gale? Please.