I'll try to accommodate that, [he says dryly. Gale is right, though. Something a little more sheltered can only benefit them and a fire would be more effective if it isn't surrounded by open air. Gods, he hates how much he knows about camping now.
He looks back at Gale. All right, he doesn't know which he hates more: knowing as much as he does about camping or feeling a modicum of concern for a companion. But it's difficult not to notice how cold the other man looks. And the way he jumps now and then when his earring touches his skin. Gods damnit.]
Let's find somewhere to rest, [he says at last.] Locking up with cold won't do either of us any good.
[Astarion's attention turns from following a path along the stream to finding something that might work as shelter. It takes a while, but as the stream descends down a hill, he finds them a rocky outcrop to get under. It's not much, but it will provide some cover.]
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He looks back at Gale. All right, he doesn't know which he hates more: knowing as much as he does about camping or feeling a modicum of concern for a companion. But it's difficult not to notice how cold the other man looks. And the way he jumps now and then when his earring touches his skin. Gods damnit.]
Let's find somewhere to rest, [he says at last.] Locking up with cold won't do either of us any good.
[Astarion's attention turns from following a path along the stream to finding something that might work as shelter. It takes a while, but as the stream descends down a hill, he finds them a rocky outcrop to get under. It's not much, but it will provide some cover.]