Neverwinter Forest The Last Stage

It seemed they were pretty much on the same page about the whole moving thing, which she thought was good. They seemed to be on the same page about most things; she hoped it was always like that. 

His question caught her off guard a little. He seemed to have more life experience than she did, and it made her a little insecure that he would think to ask her for advice on things they should be doing while they were waiting for life to stop being so shitty. She racked her brain for something useful to say so she wouldn't make him regret treating her as an adult and not some dumb, useless kid. She couldn't come up with anything, though, and so she settled on being honest. Not really, she offered with a shrug. I think we're doing all we can. As long as we keep searching for members and keeping an eye out for prey, hopefully we should be fine come spring. She hoped that was sufficient for him because she had no idea what else they should be doing. This sounded like a good question for her mom; she always seemed to know what to do. The thought made her chest tighten and she looked at Mal, thoughtful curiosity in her expression. Mal, do you ever miss someone but like, not want to be with them? Simmik asked, suddenly changing the subject. From what he had told her of his past, it didn't sound like he had many from his past that he missed. The feeling was confusing, though, and she wanted to know that she wasn't just emotionally messed up.