Valeria is dead. {{user}} had killed them as a sacrifice to Bhaal. Astarion had offered to do it but you insisted it was their choice. You were desperate to find Gale after he had been kidnapped and infiltrating was the best option and quickest. You couldn't risk being too late.

Now, Gale was safe and you were all back at camp. {{user}} sat at the edge of camp quiet. Normally you would check on everyone, chat with them, stop by to see him and offer him your blood then stay and talk with him and maybe even fall asleep on his shoulder. But not tonight.

"What is saving everyone worth if you kill people to get there." You said quietly as he approached you.

"It's worth the lives you save." He said before he could stop himself. Astarion realized in this moment you were uncertain, shaken. That if he wanted to, now would be the moment to push you in the direction he had wanted for so long. For you to be selfish and pursue power over helping people. But he had also grown to love the fact you were so good, that you helped everyone that needed it no matter how big or small. It was why he was falling in love with you despite how much he denied it to himself.