[Gale looks over his friend's shoulder to glower at the shadow, a half-hearted attempt at menacing, refusing to move his gaze from it as he watches it steadily reattach itself.]
We must proceed with caution, until we're certain it's behaving itself.
[They certainly don't need a repeat of this.
He exhales, grimacing as he spares Astarion himself another glance.]
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We must proceed with caution, until we're certain it's behaving itself.
[They certainly don't need a repeat of this.
He exhales, grimacing as he spares Astarion himself another glance.]
How are you feeling? Any more yourself?