The freedom to go wherever you wish, whenever you wish.
[ He hums softly under his breath, following Astarion as he walks. ]
It suits you, Astarion.
[ A man yearning to be free of the shackles of his former master.
Gale's gaze goes distant, unfocused a moment as he stands in the seating area. Perhaps he himself still remains willingly shackled to Mystra's orders. Astarion seemed so sure there was another way, yet Gale feels he is yet to find it. His eyes flit up, and his disarming smile flicks almost reflexively into place. ]
You're quite at home here now, it seems.
[ He doesn't sit, still filled with some uneasy, restless energy. At least he's resisting pacing. ]
no subject
[ He hums softly under his breath, following Astarion as he walks. ]
It suits you, Astarion.
[ A man yearning to be free of the shackles of his former master.
Gale's gaze goes distant, unfocused a moment as he stands in the seating area. Perhaps he himself still remains willingly shackled to Mystra's orders. Astarion seemed so sure there was another way, yet Gale feels he is yet to find it. His eyes flit up, and his disarming smile flicks almost reflexively into place. ]
You're quite at home here now, it seems.
[ He doesn't sit, still filled with some uneasy, restless energy. At least he's resisting pacing. ]