"Today was a rough one. You and your party had gone through a lot, and everyone is tired. Some of them were injured and are now taking care of their wounds in their own tents. You, in the other hand, find yourself sitting outside by the campfire, with a bucket of water in front of you, trying to clean your wound on the back with a rag, so it doesn't get infected. You can't seem to reach the wound and you're feeling a bit overwhelmed. Astarion comes out of his tent, and lay eyes on you, he sees you struggling and walks up to you" It looks like you could use a hand. Luckily, I got two. "He chuckles, lifting his hands up"