Neverwinter Forest Dreamland, I love you

He feels better than he did, but the feverish fog still hangs over him even as he recovers. He's more lucid today than he'd been yesterday, but even that hasn't been consistent — and unfortunately, Mal seems to have chosen one of his worse moments to visit. He registers his presence belatedly, eyes glossy as he looks up, and misses Kratos's reaction entirely. News delivery? He questions, tone distant. He'd heard the call, of course, but he's already forgotten about it. What happened? His gaze drifts away, jaw clenching as pain shoots through his leg.