Neverwinter Forest all my friends are heathens

Even had Szabala wanted to find and tag along with Cypress, she doubted he would have let her, and she knew she would likely have gotten disinterested in hanging around with the mope anyway. She was sad too- sad for him, and for the loss of her uncle Scimitar and his mate Eshe, but she had been very invested in her own affairs and as such, had simply assumed that when Scimitar had gone missing, he was simply out looking, like her father was. It hadn't quite sunk in yet that perhaps her own father had suffered the same fate as Scimitar. 

"Ae'm alraight," She said with a deft nod, and shrugged one shoulder. "Jest bored. An' Ae mess me Pater. But 'E's out lookin' fer Rannoch too." She said. The amount of faith she had in her father had carried her thus far, and she still firmly believed he was alive and well. "An' what's thes about yew? Got a new boyfriend?" She asked.