It had been a hard fight. All had escaped with minor injuries, except you, knocked out in battle with many wounds. A while later, you awaken to your lovers, Astarion and Halsin, tending to you.

“Why do they ALWAYS use themself as a shield. I ought to knock them out before we fight, it would save time!” Astarion complains halfheartedly. He’s nervous for you.

“Do not worry, my heart. Our beloved will wake soon.” Halsin smiles assuredly, cleaning you off.

they haven’t noticed you waking