Neverwinter Forest holy water running dry

She may have taken pains to hide her disappointment, but he sensed it was there all the same. It would have been, for otherwise would she have let him come so close and humored him so. His gaze wandered appreciatively as he listened; he found nothing out of place, not on her body or in the careful selection of words she presented to him. The only thing that tore his gaze away for the moment was the sharp flash of lightning, but even then he did not keep his attention skyward long.

It was her parting statement that he felt did the least to hide her disappointment, however void it may have been from her tone. What she succeeded in was hiding the hurt, the words instead coming off as they should have for someone of her station. Slyly curt, though he wondered if his own ears embellished what he heard. His head canted slightly in response as he let his gaze travel the length of her body again, instead wondering what she would do if he were to push his luck. However he remained where he was, letting desire wither for more sobering conversation.

"Things have changed as much for you as for I," he started, no careful choice of words there. "I do not travel alone now, for one. I found my sister on the coast," and he paused, wondering what cards to reveal. It wasn't his story to tell by any means and given the nature of it, it wasn't a story that he felt needed told at all. The damage of it being told to him was enough to lend him hesitation. His gaze returned to Hydra's then, the mirth he carried murky and ebbing.

"To make a long story short, she was in need of my care." His gaze felt pointed, even to him, and he drew it away to scan the wet forest over his shoulder. It would not have surprised him if she did indeed lurk somewhere in the distance. She had done much in the way of following him and as of late, less in the way of conversation. But he found nothing and used it as a point to break away from Hydra to circle out and make distance. Troubled, every ounce of him suggested. It was far more than that, much as he put on a brave face.