Neverwinter Forest it's about progress

Yep, there was that change. Mal let Zephyr go, which was kind of a relief that he beat that scent in a way. He rolled onto his stomach, but otherwise didn't move. Well, he'd hit his limit for equivalent of goofy drunken antics and it definitely was time for Zephyr to sober up. Or something.

What was it like for Cupid? The two seemed so different in their reactions that Mal wasn't sure. I  don't know everything, I don't know what it's like for you. But short version is for me that scent is like something nagging me to go find that person and bang 'em. But since I know what it is, I can like... not do it, and make sure you stay safe and don't do anything too weird either. Though it probably helped that Zeph was a transfer, not a source.

It'd be easier to explain if he said what had happened but nope, not gonna. Like I get it makes stuff pretty damn nice and that's fun, but then nobody's thinking straight, so you gotta get rid of the scent. Everybody should get to make choices with a clear head and not be afraid of regretting anything. Or have that realization come a few weeks later, whichever. Mal was far too aware of that and he'd keep dancing around it but there was probably a little leaking in to his words. Pause, and then he sort of cringed at himself, Ugh, am I even making sense? I can try again... Mal was leaving out a lot of key info. He had no idea what Zeph knew or not.