Neverwinter Forest expected too much

There were some things in the world that Mal had apparently gotten used to but still might be odd to others. He was quick to accept the world as just the way it was -- nothing strange about it, people were the strange ones. They're probably from the forest nearby. I can promise they don't taste very good though. He'd been pretty damn hungry the first time through the firefly-infested grove, and the bugs had not been a good snack, even if they weren't filling at all.

Mal was chill, wasn't like he had any reason to be otherwise, Nah, I'm just on my way home. Figured I'd see who was at the door. He pointed beyond, That's Neverwinter Forest, I'm Mal.