[ A couple of days after Gale first arrives, a little parcel finds its way to his door. Neatly wrapped in paper is an enchanted compass. Upon the paper has been written, in Astarion's careful hand: ]
No unhinging of the jaw necessary. And before you ask, this was given freely.
[ In fact, he bartered for it (or so he'd describe the process), but he's not about to put that down where anyone else can see it. The only evidence of what had transpired is one other word written on the paper, in clearly different handwriting: ]
📦 delivery.