Neverwinter Forest You got a flat pancake? Just call it a crepe!

Arrille wanted to question it, but then he left it at that. "Oh...a mate...I'm sorry" he replied quietly, with a sad tone. Arrille wondered how things would have been different if his father had gone back to Maude after the boy was born. Or if his mother was the one to leave, not his father. Or if they both stayed...there were so many ways this could have all been better, and it was all he could think about.

"What...what do we do now?" Staying here, just the two of them. It wasn't the best of plans, even Arrille knew that, even though there was the possibility of them coming back.