[Gale's voice is unusually sharp, but he does sound glad that Astarion seems to have found some bit of vigor in his words, and his grip tightens as he gives another pull, putting his weight on his back foot for some leverage.]
Your shadow is trying to swallow you whole, and you're letting it! That's hardly the Astarion I know!
[The Astarion he knows would be fighting against it, kicking, hissing, anything to break free of its control— but this isn't the first shadow he's seen. Clearly, his friend needs a little help remember himself.]
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[Gale's voice is unusually sharp, but he does sound glad that Astarion seems to have found some bit of vigor in his words, and his grip tightens as he gives another pull, putting his weight on his back foot for some leverage.]
Your shadow is trying to swallow you whole, and you're letting it! That's hardly the Astarion I know!
[The Astarion he knows would be fighting against it, kicking, hissing, anything to break free of its control— but this isn't the first shadow he's seen. Clearly, his friend needs a little help remember himself.]
Nobody drags you down, now, do they?!