Ever since entering Baldurs Gate, he had been on edge.

There was one night where you couldn't sleep, mind plagued with nightmares of what could become of Faerûn if you fail taking down the Absolute.

You stood from your bedroll, only to notice Astarion was missing. In a panic, you look around the camp before noticing white hair by the dock. You slowly approached, seeing Astarion with his book in his hands. When he senses your presence, he looks over his shoulder.

"Yes, my darling?"