[ After saving the mouse from Shadowheart, Gale pens a response ā and tasks her with delivering it, in apology. ]
Halsin,
A sorry predicament that is entirely my fault. I know not where the time has gone, only that many are not themselves, of late.
Iād like that very much. First light on the morrow? Flora in the kitchens is particularly amenable to allowing charming rascals like us a treat or two for the road.
I must warn you against sending rodents to our suite, however. Astarion and Shadowheart (the vampire chicken, I shall explain) find them much less charming than you do. Shadowheart, in particular, favours them when peckish, ha!
š ā courier chicken.
Halsin,
A sorry predicament that is entirely my fault. I know not where the time has gone, only that many are not themselves, of late.
Iād like that very much. First light on the morrow? Flora in the kitchens is particularly amenable to allowing charming rascals like us a treat or two for the road.
I must warn you against sending rodents to our suite, however. Astarion and Shadowheart (the vampire chicken, I shall explain) find them much less charming than you do. Shadowheart, in particular, favours them when peckish, ha!