Neverwinter Forest A Short Rest

Mal's first reaction seemed to be almost like he didn't hear in the first place.  Yeah, she died or something, blah blah.  He was thinking about the deer.  Eventually his brain processed it, understood it on paper.  But what did he actually do with it?  What was he supposed to feel?  To do?  It made him feel kind of... Numb, maybe.  But was that it?

To call Mal anything other than emotionally immature would be horribly incorrect.  It was probably best to be stonily unresponsive so that was what he did.  He didn't look back to Okeanos at all, and even looked away from the deer entirely.  The best choice in Mal's mind was to stab at Delight's memory.  I think he made it pretty clear he didn't want to be my father. So what does that make me, more alone than I already am?! he quipped, bristling and stalking a few paces away, also not entirely sure if he wanted to continue stalking off away from this.  The deer had definitely noticed his outburst though, staring at him with their ears pointed right his way.