Neverwinter Forest i never liked the silence before

Though Eimear felt quite similarly as Rian, she was better about sticking around the pack, better about helping out whenever it was needed. It wasn't that she felt superior to Rian, but there were things she thought she did do better. But that didn't matter when Eimear truly thought it through; her brother was distant because he was in pain, and she wanted to help him, too. It seemed Eimear Kalis was the helpful type.

Soon she found Rian sprawled beneath the boughs of a large pine, nestled inside a hovel that seemed half-dug. It might have made her laugh if Rian's face wasn't so serious. So instead, she simply chirruped her greeting and flopped down beside him, tangling her gangly limbs in his, and pressing her nose against his shoulder. Hey, she said softly, her golden gaze flicking to his.