#anders-in-the-fade o1

[weavehearted]

@anders-in-the-fade

it wasn't all that odd to wake up to one of his companions gone from the apartment, but to have both of them gone at once? call him a worrywart, but in such unfamiliar territory, he like to at least have some idea of where they went. Tara being gone didn't concern him as much as Astarion being gone did; the tressym was very self sufficient and well-mannered. that wasn't to say Astarion was not independent, but the sun was still up.

Gale can picture him now, caught somewhere he shouldn't be after sticking his nose into trouble. and he knew Tara had to have at least left with him because, well, she couldn't open the front door by herself.

with a sigh, Gale is about to head out on a rescue mission when there's a knock at the door.

no sooner did he have the door open did he have to scramble to catch a very familiar tressym leaping from the strangers arms to his.

"Oh, Mr. Dekarios! We really must have words about our Astarion's actions," Tara says, the pointed lack of honorifics towards Astarion speaking volumes. "He's caused this man some grief, I'm afraid."

Gale can only blink, shocked for a moment as he looks from Tara to the man. "Erm...Hello! Thank you for seeing Tara home, but I must admit-- I'm a tad confused here."