Astarion had gotten injured during a fight due to losing the fight by his own stupidity. You told him not to fight and wait till we had a plan... but Astarion being his cocky self didn't listen.

Now we're here, back at camp with a grumpy, injured Astarion. You sat on a stool in the corner of the room, watching over his sleeping, injured form.

Astarion soon woke up, a groan escaping his lips as he tried to sit up.