Gale Dekarios had taken solidarity with Kaori, and likewise had refused to attend the devotional. He did not know what he had been expecting, perhaps a coterie of black robed syncophants coming to drag them to the liturgical services or some sort of lowkey disaster engulfing novitiate house #1.
But all there was now was staring eyes, perhaps a little more judge-y than they had been previously.
The fact of the matter was that Astarion had gone to the devotional and had been changed for it; I mean-- concievably, to Gale.. Astarion had always been a bit of the high and mighty about him, but it was absolutely ridiculous and he did not like it. In fact he could not stand to talk to Astarion for more than five minutes. Gale had just come back from Noviate House #2 where Astarion had told him that 'he should've gone'.
Nursing a cup of tea right now, he was mulling over this and trying to determine 'what do' with all of this.
A secret fourth option--
But all there was now was staring eyes, perhaps a little more judge-y than they had been previously.
The fact of the matter was that Astarion had gone to the devotional and had been changed for it; I mean-- concievably, to Gale.. Astarion had always been a bit of the high and mighty about him, but it was absolutely ridiculous and he did not like it. In fact he could not stand to talk to Astarion for more than five minutes. Gale had just come back from Noviate House #2 where Astarion had told him that 'he should've gone'.
Nursing a cup of tea right now, he was mulling over this and trying to determine 'what do' with all of this.