#//gale's wince when he says this in game just. kills me tbh

[countercharmda]

What is one to do when given the task of a noble death? Elminster's presence had been -- jarring, to say the least. The missive he carried had been even more so. The thought of losing the wizard -- his wizard -- to a supposedly honorable death had yet to leave Serendipity's mind. If the same was asked of him, would he follow through with it?

The sky above is an illusion; a pretty one, mind, but nonexistent. Still, it feels real as he sits under ribbons of lights and sparkling stars. He resists the urge to fill the silence with nonsense -- as he is wont to do -- and is glad that he does.

" You must know that you’re… " Serendipity watches @lunaerising , as Gale, as he winces before continuing. " That you’re very special to me. " There's no need to pry into his mind; when their gazes meet, the tiefling can see nothing but truth in the statement. No illusion, no bullshit. His chest tightens with the confession, his cheeks grow warm.

" You're very special to me, too, " Serendipity says, smile shy but genuine. He pauses for a short moment, before his fingers brush over Gale's. " Which is why I -- can't just sit and watch you throw yourself in front of danger like this. You're worth more than your sacrifice, you know. "