Neverwinter Forest A Short Rest

there's still something so novel in being greeted by mal (or, rather, in mal's passive acceptance of his existence, which is close enough to a greeting) that okeanos finds himself utterly charmed every time. it's a problem, probably, especially when he remembers why he's been avoiding the spotty boy in the first place. 

"we do," he agrees, because that's easy, and then winces. "did ibis tell you she was going to visit -- um. going out for a little bit?" okeanos hedges, not sure how cool, conceptually, mal will be with the idea of 'visiting our moms you hate.' "she'll be back," he adds hastily, "but in the meantime..." in the meantime, its just them and cam, which is not exactly a pack so much as a motley assortment of boys. he worries his lower lip, adding, "we can - we should try to recruit, i think."