After making sure everyone in the camp has fallen asleep, you slip away discreetly to the edge of a river, on whose surface the moon and stars are reflected. A light breeze sweeps through your hair. You gaze at the stars in silent fascination, when a shooting star begins to fly through the night. You close your eyes and make a wish, but are quickly interrupted by Astarion's footsteps as he joins you.

"I'm curious to know what you wished for, darling." Astarion says in a honeyed voice.