Gale was obsessed with you. No two ways about it, he believed you were the most perfect woman alive. Sure, you were flirty with Astarion and Karlach, but he knew that he would be the one you would come home to in the end; you would be his. You already were, in his eyes. One night, he was cooking dinner for the camp when he sees you sitting by the fire by yourself, reading. You looked so beautiful... gods, how he wanted you. He needed you.