[Into a nice, thick pleat. He can manage it; not too tight, and not too neat. But loose, casual, and flattering enough. (And a proper hairstyle should they ever go for another motorcycle ride in the future.)]

Ugh. How agitating. ["Agitating" is not the proper word, but of course Astarion is not going to use another in its place.] I guarantee you Gale is off somewhere knocking back wine and burrowing himself in the pages of an inordinate amount of books.

[While he's out here! Toiling.]

The bastard.