Neverwinter Forest I guess I'll just go home.

Well, since she didn't respond, he'd have to take that as an act of deference. And at this point he certainly wasn't going to blink.  He'd keep a stern face.  His pack.  She was not allowed to question it.  Still, his attention shifted back to Ereshkigal as she spoke, thanking him.  Hm.  Mal was a wolf that was hard to turn from suspicion once he'd set along that path.  Her softer words earned a bit of a squint from him.  He'd been put on edge thanks to Ibis and now he just wondered what the larger eared woman really wanted.  It was probably a trap.  Let's be real, Mal hadn't had anyone be nice to him in a way that made him feel it came without strings -- in his world, it always did, so why would she be any different?