Neverwinter Forest And staying forever

He pulled her closer, preening at her fur. I can give you that, was his whispered reply. Mal had reason to just take what she said at face value -- it was like with Aibreann, but she just wasn't so forward. So far, all their interactions had been built on misunderstandings -- two individuals with very different perspectives of the same event -- but since she hadn't said what she was thinking, she hadn't pulled away, all Mal could assume that they were in agreement. He was giving Miriam what they both wanted and needed. After all, she had chosen him to sire her children, and that's what he would do, with all the passion and attention he could muster.