Emberwood and it hurts my soul

Weel, ye ken what they say. . .never say never, Pyg remarked with a wink, though his face still remained serenely joyous. Aye, I'm sure we'll meet sooner rather than later. Have ye told her aboot me? He blinked at her, quietly expectant. 

It wasn't as if he'd be angry if he hadn't come up in conversation between mother and daughter. . .just disappointed. Bhediya was the axis upon which his world spun; for her to leave him out of the picture she painted for her daughter would be a massive blow to his self-esteem.