Neverwinter Forest isn't it good to be lost in the wood?

ibis' hollowed expression matches the drop in his stomach. lily -- no, not lily, who was always so kind. when? how? okeanos hasn't been gone that long -- oh, he shouldn't have left at all, should he have? "oh," he says softly, pressing himself against ibis, an extra support should she need it, "oh, dear." anxiety gnaws at him -- if something happened to lily, are his moms safe, too? are things okay? he can't -- he can't demand the boy tell him, but he does lean down, blanketing the boy with his large body against ibis, to murmur "she might not wake up again, but she's still with you, it's okay." rather helplessly he looks up to ibis, wondering if she's thinking the same things as him, or too raw in her own grief to worry about elysium.