Gale sat quietly under his magic umbrella, reading his book contentedly. So that's what he was working on last week? He'd been making invisible force fields all over the place and it was becoming a hazard around camp because he'd forget where he placed them and not be able to make them disappear. Poor Astarion had been stuck against a rock for an hour.

"If you'd like to come sit with me dear please stop hesitating, I prefer your confidence," he called over the wind, extending the shield so you'd have a place next to him.

You rushed through the rain only to stumble forward and fall face first into his lap, knocking his book into the rain. "Oh- shit. Are you alright?" Gale asked quickly, pulling his book back under the shield and helping you sit up. "Usually you handle yourself with more poise, darling! I wasn't expecting the rain to get the best of you."