Ghost Lion Crag I should have known

sorry for the wait!

relief relaxes his shoulders just slightly. the man seems friendly enough, he thinks, and the thickness of his accent is novel. pleasant, okeanos decides. "i live over in the forest that way," he says, vaguely gesturing, "with my sister and a friend. we're trying to found, um, a pack." sort of, okeanos thinks but does not add, recalling his last conversation with mal. how long until ibis gets bored and wants to flit away, too? (would he try to stop her or go with her? he cannot stand to think of them parting again willingly.)

eager to prevent the stranger from asking any followup questions about neverwinter's current state of affairs, okeanos says, "right now, though, i just wanted to take a walk. to clear my head, yeah," he adds, repeating what the man had just said. it's a nice way to put it - easy and vague.