Gods, if you keep that up, you're going to embarrass me.
It's not that I don't believe you mean it when you say things like that, but you do realise you're integral too, right? All of us are, Gale. I'm here now because of all of you. So... any of that nice stuff you want to say about me, I hope you'll let me spread some of that around to everyone else, too.
While not at all my intent, I can't pretend I don't enjoy it a bit from time to time.
[She is terribly cute when she blushes.]
I feel each of us has had our role to play, been an integral part of this team. I can't think of a single one of you I would consider a burden by any definition of the word at this juncture, but least of all you. You can spread that praise around all you like.
Glad to still be in the lead in that department, even if I don't mean to as often as I do. If it's any consolation, I embarrass myself at least as much as I do you.
I do not think you are very embarrassing. Enthusiastic and eager, but not embarrassing. I'm sure the others have given you a hard time, but you're fine just the way you are.
[When he's not being taunted by knowledge and power, of course.]
I am always and ever grateful that you think so, my heart. Truly, I do not deserve you, but I will always endeavor to do so. You do much to help keep me humble, something I desperately need, we've both found.
You are deserving. Of many, many things, Gale. I wish you wouldn't speak of yourself like that. I think you'd be humble even without me nagging you on occasion. If it wasn't me, it'd be Tara. Or your mother. You have no shortage of people to nag you and keep you in line.
You helped me to see sense, beyond the blinding promise of ambition. I am only grateful that you were patient and persistent enough to wait until I was able to do so.
[He will be grateful for that forever, he's certain; Nepione is not the first person in his life to express such concerns, but their bond had been a large part of what had made her so convincing. If he was not to listen to her, whom he had come to trust with his very heart, then who?]
Don't you fret. If it's any consolation, it's really for both of us.
[Nepione leaves it unsaid to begin with, but she does make a beeline right just outside of their camp. She follows the water line until she can spy him standing beneath a dark night. Certainly not the first time she's spent him with in it. Tilting her head, she smiles gently and attempts to be quiet in her movements towards him, but given that she is so accustomed to wearing clunky heavy armour, she isn't capable of it.
Light of foot is better reserved for someone like Astarion. Minsc, too, perhaps.]
You didn't have to give me anything, but I would like anything that came from you, simply because it was from you.
[He looks up as she approaches, having been looking out over river with his hands clasped behind his back, the journal he'd been using to communicate with her now set aside on an overturned crate with a small, covered basket next to it.]
Oh, I'm well aware. That earnest nature of yours is just one of many things I've come to find so endearing.
[There's undeniable warmth in his voice as he turns to face her, gesturing broadly with one hand, the sweeping motion conjuring a midnight-blue blanket on the ground beneath them. He smiles, one corner of his mouth quirking upwards as he motions for her to sit.]
[She holds her own journal to her protectively, wearing a small, light smile. Yet in it, she has no shortage of warmth. Seeing him is always like a sight for sore eyes.
He gestures with a hand, she follows it to the blanket he's put out. Him and blankets. It's not that she's accustomed to it. It just seems so perfectly... him. The familiarity feels secure. Stable. Comfortable. Safe.]
You make that sound like such a difficult ask.
[Nepione looses a quiet laugh and she doesn't need much more coercion than that. In the moments that follow, she sets down her journal and sits shortly after.]
[Even after a long day of adventuring, there is no shortage of cheer in his voice; he did his share of complaining during their travels, as he always did, but aimed to do so with a touch of wit and persevered regardless.
He gestures broadly to the scene before them as he seats himself beside her; the view really is lovely, without any conjuring needed to improve it. The water cuts through the night like a black ribbon, the moon bright and highlighting the trees along the horizon, and for a few moments, it seems possible to forget about the odds they're up against.
He reaches then for the covered basket, setting it down between their knees and offering her his most mischievous smile.]
More importantly—
[A flick of his wrist causes the cloth draped over the basket's contents to draw itself back, revealing what appears to be a pair of small but inviting-looking fruit tarts.]
I may have tucked away a few things while foraging in our most recent travels to make us a bit of dessert. Just between us, of course.
[Eyes alight, he lays a finger over his lips to indicate secrecy.]
[She does like lovely scenery. He'll receive no complaints from her.
For the moments that follow, she eyes the sky. The water. Everything. It's so peaceful. So calming. Sometimes it doesn't feel like they get enough of those. It always makes her think of simpler times. Except even in those simpler times, she's always been searching for something.
When he speaks up, she looks over to him. Leaning over to get a look at what he's brought, she smiles brightly.]
And you didn't want to share with the others? This is very sneaky of you, Gale. I don't think it's very nice to keep secrets...
[She sits a little more straight up, tucking her legs under the way she's sitting.]
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It's not that I don't believe you mean it when you say things like that, but you do realise you're integral too, right? All of us are, Gale. I'm here now because of all of you. So... any of that nice stuff you want to say about me, I hope you'll let me spread some of that around to everyone else, too.
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[She is terribly cute when she blushes.]
I feel each of us has had our role to play, been an integral part of this team. I can't think of a single one of you I would consider a burden by any definition of the word at this juncture, but least of all you. You can spread that praise around all you like.
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And. If it helps. No one's as good as embarrassing me as you are.
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[When he's not being taunted by knowledge and power, of course.]
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If you think the rest of our companions could spare you from camp for a short while, I have something for you.
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[She won't say it so blatantly, but she was rather worried about him simply ignoring her. Or telling her she was worrying over nothing.]
I don't think they'll require me too much. You didn't need to get me anything though, Gale. It's not as if I got you something, after all.
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[He will be grateful for that forever, he's certain; Nepione is not the first person in his life to express such concerns, but their bond had been a large part of what had made her so convincing. If he was not to listen to her, whom he had come to trust with his very heart, then who?]
Don't you fret. If it's any consolation, it's really for both of us.
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[And that. Is that.]
I'm already fretting, but I'll try to fret less. Better than nothing, right?
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I'll accept less, then, if I must. When you can, come meet me. I'll be just outside of camp, by the water. I promise you, you'll like this one.
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I'll head right over. Although—
[Nepione leaves it unsaid to begin with, but she does make a beeline right just outside of their camp. She follows the water line until she can spy him standing beneath a dark night. Certainly not the first time she's spent him with in it. Tilting her head, she smiles gently and attempts to be quiet in her movements towards him, but given that she is so accustomed to wearing clunky heavy armour, she isn't capable of it.
Light of foot is better reserved for someone like Astarion. Minsc, too, perhaps.]
You didn't have to give me anything, but I would like anything that came from you, simply because it was from you.
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Oh, I'm well aware. That earnest nature of yours is just one of many things I've come to find so endearing.
[There's undeniable warmth in his voice as he turns to face her, gesturing broadly with one hand, the sweeping motion conjuring a midnight-blue blanket on the ground beneath them. He smiles, one corner of his mouth quirking upwards as he motions for her to sit.]
Please, sit and join me, won't you?
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He gestures with a hand, she follows it to the blanket he's put out. Him and blankets. It's not that she's accustomed to it. It just seems so perfectly... him. The familiarity feels secure. Stable. Comfortable. Safe.]
You make that sound like such a difficult ask.
[Nepione looses a quiet laugh and she doesn't need much more coercion than that. In the moments that follow, she sets down her journal and sits shortly after.]
What are we looking at?
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[Even after a long day of adventuring, there is no shortage of cheer in his voice; he did his share of complaining during their travels, as he always did, but aimed to do so with a touch of wit and persevered regardless.
He gestures broadly to the scene before them as he seats himself beside her; the view really is lovely, without any conjuring needed to improve it. The water cuts through the night like a black ribbon, the moon bright and highlighting the trees along the horizon, and for a few moments, it seems possible to forget about the odds they're up against.
He reaches then for the covered basket, setting it down between their knees and offering her his most mischievous smile.]
More importantly—
[A flick of his wrist causes the cloth draped over the basket's contents to draw itself back, revealing what appears to be a pair of small but inviting-looking fruit tarts.]
I may have tucked away a few things while foraging in our most recent travels to make us a bit of dessert. Just between us, of course.
[Eyes alight, he lays a finger over his lips to indicate secrecy.]
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For the moments that follow, she eyes the sky. The water. Everything. It's so peaceful. So calming. Sometimes it doesn't feel like they get enough of those. It always makes her think of simpler times. Except even in those simpler times, she's always been searching for something.
When he speaks up, she looks over to him. Leaning over to get a look at what he's brought, she smiles brightly.]
And you didn't want to share with the others? This is very sneaky of you, Gale. I don't think it's very nice to keep secrets...
[She sits a little more straight up, tucking her legs under the way she's sitting.]
...But maybe I'll make an exception this once.