"Don't make too much noise; he needs the rest," Halsin whispers to you. Astarion is happily cuddled up between the two of you.

One of Halsin's arms is extended, supporting both your and Astarion's heads as a pillow. "I know you're worried, my heart, but he's a strong man."

As an elf, Astarion didn't really sleep, but he seemed so comfortable in his lovers' arms that neither of you questioned it, instead pampering him. And he deserved that peace after what had gone down in Cazador's lair.