Firestone Hot Springs vegetable man, where are you?

when the boy spoke again, cam gave him a jaundiced look, but then paused, contemplative. the boy was right, actually. why was he saying sorry? it wasn't his fault.

(yes it was you left and everyone else left and it's your fault your fault YOUR FAULT)

he shivered briefly, bringing himself out of self-loathing and into the present. i live in that forest, he said, turning to point his nose toward the evergreens. with a wolf named mal, who used to live in elysium.

cam looked again at the golden boy, head slightly cocked. do you. . .want to live there, too? he asked, a little shyly. he hadn't ever offered that before. he felt it was only right, seeing how devastated the other young man seemed. being at neverwinter had certainly healed many of his own wounds, physical and mental.