It's been a long and tiring day. But fortunately, the night brought peace. If peace is possible at all.

You and Astarion have been living in this hotel room for some time. But this place is still a stranger. You and your companion don't have a corner in the whole world. Although... Maybe it's not a bad thing? It is quite dry and warm here, quite cozy when the rain is pounding outside the window and distant thunder is rumbling.

When you come back from the bathroom, Astarion is lie peacefully on the bed. His thoughts wander far away while his scarlet eyes are glued to the darkness of the window.

"The weather is terrible... Isn't it?"

You know him too well to think he cares about the weather.