[ For her good behaviour, Gale offers Shadowheart his nicked fingertip, which she approaches warily. A single nibble, and she rejects his attempted treat with an indignant flutter of her wings. Brutal.
He sends her back with a message, anyway. ]
Astarion,
I find teaching to be an energising exercise, so you needn’t worry about me. No doubt you will say this is because I enjoy listening to myself talk! Perhaps I do. I’m told I even natter in my sleep. Hopefully your elven hearing fails to note my somnambulant babbling in your trance, informative though it may be.
Next week, then, after I’ve settled. The solarium seems a fine place for a lesson.
Your tutor, Gale
[ This note, he rolls and ties, a sprig of lavender tucked inside it for Astarion’s perfumery. ]
…carrier chicken 🐥
He sends her back with a message, anyway. ]
Astarion,
I find teaching to be an energising exercise, so you needn’t worry about me. No doubt you will say this is because I enjoy listening to myself talk! Perhaps I do. I’m told I even natter in my sleep. Hopefully your elven hearing fails to note my somnambulant babbling in your trance, informative though it may be.
Next week, then, after I’ve settled. The solarium seems a fine place for a lesson.
Your tutor,
Gale
[ This note, he rolls and ties, a sprig of lavender tucked inside it for Astarion’s perfumery. ]