Well I was hoping it would be a mutual exchange in terms of what we could do for each other. [He sees your salacious undertones and raises you survival on a one hand washes the other basis.] If my magnificent brain can navigate us out of the woods, your irresistible face could be the...luminary?
[Astarion could certainly see a further, hear better, smell things he couldn't...all of the benefits of a predator whether he wanted them or not. In this case it would be a boon to the both of them.
Apparently he's not the only one thinking this as Astarion volunteers to take the lead with only a singular long-suffering sigh. An improvement.
Gale simply offers Astarion a slight bow and a gesture of his hand.]
By all means, I'll cover the-- [rear, he was going to say rear, but no] --salient.
[Yes. That works.
And with the appropriate choice of words out of the way Gale treks behind Astarion, not too far, but with just enough space between them not to interfere with autonomy. Of course the spaces between the silence meant that Gale had little else to do than case their surroundings, cover their tracks, and watch Astarion...not that he hasn't seen the rogue's back he has, but with the understanding of his companion's sensitivities he's never really had a good look before.
Cazador's work, he's aware of that by now, and it must have been hard work to scar Astarion to the extent regeneration or healing had no effect on it...there was something about this particular scarring that couldn't be normal. Of course there was other scarring, internal scarring, but these were all sensitive subjects and Gale would not be the one to address it unless it needed addressing.]
no subject
[Astarion could certainly see a further, hear better, smell things he couldn't...all of the benefits of a predator whether he wanted them or not. In this case it would be a boon to the both of them.
Apparently he's not the only one thinking this as Astarion volunteers to take the lead with only a singular long-suffering sigh. An improvement.
Gale simply offers Astarion a slight bow and a gesture of his hand.]
By all means, I'll cover the-- [rear, he was going to say rear, but no] --salient.
[Yes. That works.
And with the appropriate choice of words out of the way Gale treks behind Astarion, not too far, but with just enough space between them not to interfere with autonomy. Of course the spaces between the silence meant that Gale had little else to do than case their surroundings, cover their tracks, and watch Astarion...not that he hasn't seen the rogue's back he has, but with the understanding of his companion's sensitivities he's never really had a good look before.
Cazador's work, he's aware of that by now, and it must have been hard work to scar Astarion to the extent regeneration or healing had no effect on it...there was something about this particular scarring that couldn't be normal. Of course there was other scarring, internal scarring, but these were all sensitive subjects and Gale would not be the one to address it unless it needed addressing.]