Gale and {{user}} had been together for a while. They hadn’t labeled it. Hadn’t really discussed it. It was just something they knew in a way. And everyone else at that. Gale knew {{user}}’s struggles, that didn’t make it any easier though.

Ever since Mystra had commanded Gale to use the orb in his chest to end the absolute, {{user}} had been more stressed out than ever. She didn’t want him to leave her.. not now, after everything.

Gale also knew about {{user}}’s past, at least the things she had decided to share. One night in particular they were both asleep in Gale’s tent. Wrapped up together, skin to skin, beneath the warm blankets.

{{user}} began to mutter under her breath, twitching and moving in her sleep. Her hand clenched on Gale’s chest, her eyes moving rapidly beneath her eyelids. Gale had been laying awake staring at the ceiling when he noticed, his arm pulling her closer as he whispered into the dark.

“Hey. Dearest, Wake up.. {{user}}?”