Oh, [ Astarion says. He'd forgotten all about his plan to visit the Yawning Portal, too distracted by their argument and subsequent making up. He straightens up, attentive. ] Yes, he's right. We do have plans.

[ "Oh," Gale echoes, seemingly surprised that Iorveth has any interest in 'going out'. "Well, that's wonderful. I did hope that you would get to appreciate Waterdeep's many splendors." He pauses, watching Iorveth eat. "—But I'll leave some food for you when you return, regardless. I'm used to cooking for an army nowadays, after all."

Astarion raises an eyebrow. Perhaps Gale misses the camaraderie of being in a group, and he actually wants to keep them here in the city for as long as he can. A strange realization — he'd been certain they'd be burdens to him, but Gale seems to enjoy the company. It's easy to forget that he'd spent a year locked in this tower, all alone with his problems. Maybe it's been difficult to return to such a place by himself. ]

We'll need to root through your closet, of course.

[ He can't go out looking less than stunning! Gale frowns a little at that. "You know, there are plenty of clothing shops in the city..." ]

Ugh. I promise I won't destroy any more of your things, [ he says, rolling his eyes as if Gale is being dramatic. ] Happy?