[ Of course Gale waxes poetic about himself. No one else is going to do it for him.
Sunnily, before he's fully grasped the intent behind Astarion's words: ] That's where we differ. The detective is married only to his job, a true bachelor— [ Then, as his mind catches up with his mouth, he stops himself, bristling in offense. ] Oh.
[ He splutters for a moment, uncertain how to respond to such a disrespectful notion. Leave it to Astarion to blaspheme so flippantly. ]
Mystra is no longer my paramour, thank you, [ he finally clarifies, as if this is somehow important. Their relationship is over and he's being so mature about it. ] And I know you've no love for the natural order of things, but to claim her beneath any mortal is preposterous. She's the very essence of magic. Power incarnate.
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Sunnily, before he's fully grasped the intent behind Astarion's words: ] That's where we differ. The detective is married only to his job, a true bachelor— [ Then, as his mind catches up with his mouth, he stops himself, bristling in offense. ] Oh.
[ He splutters for a moment, uncertain how to respond to such a disrespectful notion. Leave it to Astarion to blaspheme so flippantly. ]
Mystra is no longer my paramour, thank you, [ he finally clarifies, as if this is somehow important. Their relationship is over and he's being so mature about it. ] And I know you've no love for the natural order of things, but to claim her beneath any mortal is preposterous. She's the very essence of magic. Power incarnate.